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Show (78) " Where he that Conquers lofes too, and wears « His nobleft Laurel water'd with his Tears. « Our common Foes expecl this Bloody Day, "That they that win it, may become their Prey 5 " Nor can the Guilty Conqu'ror that avoid, " Having himfelf his o w n defence deftroy'd. " They fmile to fee us thus our Force abufe, " Which againft them w e fhould more Nobly ufe : " Let us thefe little difcords then forfake, « Which fo bad Kinfmen of good Soldiers make. " But if a thirft of Empire be the Caufe " Which either People to this madnefs draws, "If with lefs Slaughter that may be fupply'd, " It will unite us, rather than divide : " Let either City Combatants defign, "And all her Fortune to their Swords refign, "And as of them the gods fhall then ordain,^ "Let the weak yield, and let the ftronger Reign ", "But fo, as blufhcs to the Lofer favd, "They may fubje&ed be, but not enflavd, "And to no fhame, or Tribute condefcend, " But on the Victor's Standards to attend " Thus our two States, w e may one Empire call. He faid no more, but this affvered all : Each on the hoftile Ranks cafting his Eyes, A Friend, a Kinfman, or a Brother fpies; They wonder how their greedy anger flew, In their o w n blood their weapons to embrew ; And this reflection on each brow did write, Heat for the choice, and horror for the Fight. At length this offer through the Squadrons born, O n thefe conditions the wifh'd peace was fworn', Three fight for each, but the Commanders take More leifure this important choice to make : Ours to the Camp, yours to the Senate went. CAMILLA. O h gods! how much you .ftudy m y Content! CUR (79) ,T. , CURTIUS. T.s the agreement, that within two hours Our Chanson's Fortune muft determine Ours: Till they are nam'd, w e freely go and come Rome in our C a m p is, and our C a m p in Rome: And fince no Orders n o w accefs reftife, His old acquaintance every man renews. I (by m y pafiion led) your Brothers found, And m y Love fince with fuch fuccefs is Crownd, That now your Fathers word m y hope allows ; W e fhall to morrow joyn our Marriage Vows You'll not, I truft, difpute what he commands. CAMILLA. A Daughters duty in obedience ftands. CURTIUS. Come then, that pleafing Order n o w receive Which muft an end to all m y fufferings give CAMILLA. I go, in hope m y Brothers there to fie, And know the Period of our Mifery. JULIA. Be that your way, the Temple fhall be mine, Where for you both, 111 praife the powers divine. Exeunt, Aft. II. SCEN. I. Horace, and Curtius. CURTIUS. T H u s Rome hath not divided her efteem, Another choice to her unjuft would feem. You, and your Brothers, this proud City calls, The greateft Soldiers that are in her Walls j And whilft before all, fhe you three prefers, She all our Houfes braves with one of hers ; And one may think as this Ele&ion runs, |