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Show N ---------- Hannibal's Ozerthrow "For Judgment is to Heaven's Tribunal gone ‘And I'now come to claim my Fathers Throne 3 Youin the War have been unfortunate "Not but your Caufe deferv'd a better fate Soph. Of Empire's joys to you a gift T make More willingly than I did ever take "‘Freely as ever Syphax made it mine To Mafimiffa T my Crown refign K. Maf. Notas your Gift; CrownsI fhould then defpife But as my right by Birth, and Valours prize My Father Ga/la's Diadem I'll bear -And all the Royalties of Cirra-wear Soph, Thefe fprings of grief unkindnefs now fupplies . K Muf. Syphax deferv'd that Tribute from your Eyes fiLc:L' ; fit\u‘\u 5."" o ~Soph. There is a caufe more worthy of thefc Tears K. Maf. More worthy: what, than Sypbax» for your fake ‘Did he not Fame and Empire Vi&tims make Giving Love over-meafure; when at laft He threw his Life up for youas a Caf ~Soph. If what'1 fpeak might kindly be receiv'd-- But mifery can never be believ'd K. Maf. Not you believ'd! O Gods, is it clear Day So manifeft are all things that you fay Not you believ'd! what hardned Infide ‘Shall dareé to doubt the Oracles you tel Soph. 1 will, when forrow fhall permit me, {peak But fure my Heart muft with unkindnefs break K. Maf. "Tis poflible; yet, Madam, €reI go Exprefs your Will, for I have muchtodo Thron Father m placd no hav Men M We have not fill'd; I muft, I muft be-gone Menander, do we triumph Men. Bravely, Sir All like your felf, and morethanConquerour {cor haught wha wit Rez. Merna, we're loft h f t e i f a He turns away Soph, -Are youn T am K. M SR Soph. Have you not She who un \ Yet Sophonishg ywho-wasatwiays jours P |
