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Show 4*2* The SPARTAN D A M E. Villain! Betrayer! thou haft brought m e here T o the Gulph's Mouth, and doft thou plunge m e down? But thou {halt try the Leap *tis a juft thought If thou haft kindred Devils in the Air, T o break thy Fall, the Prieft may thank 'em for't. Seize him, take, hoift him up, break off his Hold, And tofs him headlong from the Temple's Wall. Crit. O fave me, fave me, kill m e by the Sword. [Crites thrown down, they gather about the Body, and drag it off". Cleom. D o w n with him, there he flies, I follow next: Upward, or downward, 'tis indifferent. [Exit, Leon. Drag off the Carcafs, caft it out expos'd, The Food of Dogs Zen. Vultures, and Wolves his Grave. [Shouts and Noife of Fighting in the Temple, Leon. Hark, w e are call'd. Lyf They are engaged. Leon. Be quick. Fly, fly, to the afliftance of our Friends; Employ your Crows of Iron, Leavers, Beams, Againft the Gate. [Attack the Gate. "Zen. Dig its Foundations up. Lyf. Spare nothing in your way; Leon. With heaving Force, Wrench the compacted Joints of the ftrong Pile. O ! for the battering R a m with armed Head T o tumble d o w n all Oppofition. Zen. Bravely, bravely done. Lyf. See, it gives way. ; Leon. Another T u g unlocks the griping Hinge. Lyf. It burfts, it flies. rf. . r . „ . Leon N o w follow for the C r o w n " of faithful Zeal. [They force the Gate, and enter. Shouts again, and They force the Gate, ana enter, znvms *gm»,»m noife of Fighting continued, till the Scene draws, and fhm, the Infide of the Temple. Eurytion gives ground to Cleombrotus and his Varty, but is join'dby Leonidas,^ his; then they drive Cleombrotus to the front of the Stage, and take him Trifoner; his Barty fight off the Stage. Uo. Purfue, Eurytion, let 'em not have breath I The SPARTAN DAME. 4lM Ifo rally > but cut off their lateft Hope. I Eurytion goes oat with his Tarty. 1/tfrer this Mercy of Deliverance^ « Q \ never may the Innocent defpair! Lyf This Beaft of Prey, this ravening Wolf, at latt •is hamper'd in the Toyl. Leon. Bring him along. ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ Hal is it thus, Celona, thou doft greet, Thus hail thy father's Safety, and Succeft? Celo. O ! tor m y Father's Safety, and Success, I kifs the Earth in Adoration Of the iuft Gods; dejeaed, humbled thus. In this poor fuppliant State, they have beheld M e often on m y weary'd Knees for you. And they have heard m y V o w s ; left m e no more T o ask of them: They have preferv'd, "reftord. And re-enthron'd you in their Mercy s Seat, Their great Vicegerent, n o w a God to me, Leon. T h y Father ever: oft, O t a * **•• Celo. 'Tis to that Father then I do appeai, Not to the judge: O ! 1 give up my. Came, Sndemn>d,Jand8fentenc'd: And I wonnot n A Word in the Defence of that bad Man, A Burthen to the Earth with all b.s Crimes. But O ! remember, Sir, I a m his W i t e - - Leon. Forget him, moft unworthy of thy Care. Celo. I.,ftruaed in that Duty, taught by you. Tv'd to his Fortune, wedded to his Fate, •rJ bear a Part is all his Weal, or W o e: $ therefore, if you would defend m y Fame, M y Virtue, which your Precepts firft infpird, l It m e not leave him in Extremity: H Z wou'd fave your finking Daughter's Peace, BeftoVher Husband's Life, grant ,t to m e ; Forfeited, dead already to the Laws sun* renounces htm, then drive him out T o reprobated Exile round the World, A Caitive, Vagabond, abhot'd, accors d, I I _ move |
