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Show 20 B U S I R I S, While we o'er this thrice haliow'd Monument Thusjoin our Hands, and kneeling to the Gods. Faft bid our Souls to great Revenge! All. W e fwear ~* Mem. This Night the Tyrant and his Minions bleed, And Flames fhall lay thofe Palaces in Daft, Whofe gilded Domes now glitter in the Sun. Pher. So now m Fo? is ;aken in the Toil, And I've a fecond Call for this proud Maid' - It is an Oath well fpent, a Perjury Of good Account in Vangeance, and in Love. [Afide Mem. W e wrong the mighty Dead, if we permit Our Eyes alone to count tbi? grand AfTernbly : A thoufand unfeen Heroef walk <>mcngus ; M y Father rifes from his Tomb, his Wounds B!e all airefh. ind confecrate the Day ; H e waves his Arm, anuc .desour tardy Vengeance; More than this World fhall thank us. OmyFriendi! Such our Condition, we have nought to lofe, And great may be our Gain, if this be great, To crafh a Tyrant, and p^cferve a State ; To ftill the Clamours of our Father's Blood, To fix the Bafis of the Publick Good, To leave a Fame eternal, then to foar, Mix with the Gods, and bid the World adore. The End of the Firji Ad, ACT K I N G of Egypt. 21 A C T It- S C E N E I. SCENE the Palace. A magnificent throne discover'd, andfcveraiCour-tiers walking to and fro. Enter Syphoees and Ramefes. Shouts at a Difiance, Ramefes. HAT Meant thii Doll and Tamuk in f. the Court, ?! Thefe Streamers fooling in the Wind, s$K thefe Shoutj, And all his |aody Courtiers basking round him L.kepo.^ou. Vermin in a D o A SD„ ? W I "' Sypl Your Father and Princl Jyrol are arrivM S6r 'm HDeTthhe fV tZ?»™> At theft ilTruZt'h^ t h C^f the P*>d, Of lourfcore Y e a 7 a„d ? 0 W' °ff t he W e i6h* The Tranfpor"^ifP"T nf' ?f» *• Fol tnre, S B' ™ hln,» conquer* Na. And V i \ |