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Show oL Woudi Lefs'ain And tun' o1 - Hannibal's Owerthrop 1 his Miftrefs Glafs kind looks devife the Gloriesof his God:like Eyes his mighty voice to tender cries Since Gods themfelves and God:like Men have lov'd Why fhould notI with Beauty's Charm'sbe movi The bigheft Power has Love's blind Mazes trod Then Hanniballove on, and imitate 2 God Enter Bomilcar Bomilcar here 2 {o fuddenly return'd You look as if your Journe Bom. My Lord fan. Ha! Ho you had mourn'd we were difcover'd then Was your loft freedom given you agen Bom. The gen'rous Conful knowing who we were] Commanded us to diffipate our fear Then to his Officers gave {tri®t command To let us take a view of every Band But fuch brave Men, and fuch {tri& Difcipline Han, You fpeak, Bomilcar, as you knew not mine Hom. My Lord, your Pardon if I fay, thefe Eye Ne're yet beheld fuch gallant Enemies When we had feen what might lefs Spirits damp, He generoufly difmis'd us from the Camp £an, This Civil brav'ry has oblig'd me fo I fhall to Battel with half fury go ; Doubts enter here, which yet my Breaft ne're felt Doubts beget fears, and fears my courage melt But of my Love, Coufin Is fhe alive you nothing faid how I that anfwer dread Or is it pofiible the can be dead Bom, Though in the fearch our utmoft Wit eflay'd Wenought couw'd hear of that Illuftrious Maid Han. Perhaps his Heart, for temprance fo renown' Krom he And no With Fir all-conquering Eyes might take a Wound he keeps her clofe: which {fhould he dare and Sword we'll carry on the War Yes, w will inftantly our Bodies join Ehe World's at ftake, let it be his or mine |