OCR Text |
Show 26 GUS TAWS 7Sft4>£ S C E N E V. Enter a Servant, who kneels and delivers a Letter. Chriftiern. From whom ? Serv. From <peterfon. Chrift. ro Trollio Rigk*. [Reads. How's ihisr- Begone - G o all without there wait m y Pleaiure. O Curfe ! H o w Hell has tim'd itt Plagues ! S C E N E VI. Enter Trollio. Chriftiern. Come near, my Trollio. We've heard ill N e w s from Denmark that's a Trifle w . But here's to blaft thy E y e s - R e a d - - Troll The Deliverer of his Country. 27 Troll. Ha ! Guftavus I So near us, and in Arms ! Chrift What'* to be done? Now, Iroilio, now's the Time Tofubtifize thy Soul, found every Depth, And waken ail the wond'rous Statesman "» thee. For I mult tell thee (fpite of Pride and Royalty, Of guarding .irmie., and of circling NatlOflS That bend beneath my Nod) Thiscurs'd Guftavus invadts m y fhnnkmg Spirits, awes my Heart, and fits upon m y Slumbers All in vain has he Been daring, and have I been vigilant ; Spite of himfelr he (till evades the Hunter, And if there's Pow'r in Heav'n or Hell it guards him. When was I vanquifh'd, but when he oppos'd m e ? When hive I*conquer'd, but when he was -brent \ His Name'* a Hoft, a Terror to m y Legions. And by my tripled Crown, I fwear, Guftavus, I'd rather meet all Europe for m y Foe, Than fee thy Face in Arms. Troll. Be calm, m y Liege ; And lilten to a Secret big with Confequence, That gives thee back the fecond M a n on Earth Whofe Valour cou'd plant Fears around thy Throne • T^yPris'ner Chrift ft hat of him ? Troll. The Prince Arvida. Chrift. H o w » Troll. The fame. Chnft. M y royal Fugitive ? 7rW. Moft certain. Sves" ^'^ Phin Wh° fcnt him "^her. Pray give m e leave, m v Lord * Ttiv L crofs m e - I Y THought ccmes If fo he muft be o u r s - r . Your i-ardon for a Oc.a.nn^ , 1/ *&**• E'er feen your beauuru»n ^ H " Arztda J oeautcous Daughter, your Crijiina t Chrift, |