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Show O l:m I\l flgn gdyow, I Maffiniffa met, that wretched Prince - But in a Chariot drawn by milk-white Steeds Like foft Adonis driving through the Meads And Sophonisbaleaning on his Breaft Like Penus with her wanton Huntfman bleft Scip. Are thefe his Vows? Some new way we muft try )::a‘a3 Bloo Worlt barmy Arms % leave tis ey - Rather than live dithonour'd, he fhall die i T3ce Lel. Soonas the Tyrant Syphax was o'rethrown - With Menaces he forc'd the frighted Town: Which entred, ftraight he to the Palace flew, Forgetting all his Vows, he lov'd anew The Conquer'd did the Conquerour fubdue In fhort, her tears, and Beauty won fo far Soreerels cont h‘.' de nted Hea tar fhe 1 to morrow'sd fhall be drewa decline 165 Joy In view of all the world he-married her. They are arriv'd ; and now upon the Plain In a Pavilion Royal both remain Scip. Trebellius, go, this fubtile Charmer bring Take all our Guards toaflilt againft the King And fay that we'll attend him 1n his Tent But firft expect the Queen be Prifoner fent 2y 0¢ Goemy heration take he laft flake 4 which bon mal Tell him, She is the Roman's Foe; and fhall [ Exeunt feverally A Sacrifice for Blood of thoufands, fall cu Enter King Malliniffa, Sophonisba K. Maf. Let him arm all his Pow'r againft this Breaft ri es you ffr hic w Not as [ us'd, arm'd with a Warriour's grace Like Mars when thundring on the Plains of 74race @i ;dmim 4 For e're€ fome'thoufand paces got f| rom heennc iy Bm Hannibal's Overthrow ugo H [; t Te t g m th n ft l fh My Heartmnmov' la u r V t li l fh We fikor t fa n r f ta H m a m § c e l c E n m a c al v L Thou Soul® e n h e b o t m o f e i d o l Whofe eve Does all the Bleflings of the. Gods difpence r fe w f n le e b e t o t f d Wh r te e f e t u c o n p Make thy Hear a d r w e t b r w ‘ r L m a A Soph i l e b o t e t o f In my cold Grave faf Rather ten thoufand Racks let me endure |