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Show * C94) • SCEN. 11. Sabina and Julia. SABINA. Is it done Julia > and what fatal news ? Muft I a Husband, or a Borther lofe ? - Or to theif iffcptons Arms does this befall, That angry* Heav'n has facrifie'd them all ? And left m y horror for the conquering fide Should eafe m y woes, muft that too be deny'd > JULIA. T o what is paft & e you a ftfanger yet ? 1 SABINA. I am; and can yoti be furpfifc'd at it ? K n o w y w not Julia, that the Houfe you fee, A Prifon for Camilla is and m e > They here dbrtfifte us both, and are afraid Our piotf* tears their fory fliould diffuade, f Ano? that die forrows of our fpotlefs Love, f| Should, in both Armies, fome compaflion move. JULIA. They needed not fuch Orators as you, For the^ m r e hinder d at their interview : N o foorier they appear d prepar'd to fight, But either A r m y fflttrmur'd at the fight T o fee fuch iriend^ perfons fo near ally'd, Their Country s quarrel chofen to decide -, This Man's with pity, that with horror nVd, Another highly tJieir brave heat admir d ', One.^thfhirpratfib imps? their fpacious Fame, Anothettalls it by tf guilty Name. But yet: their different thoughts have but one Voice, T o blame their Leaders, and deteft the choice. All did this barbaraae Combat fo condemn, That with united hafte they parted them. . ) SABI- (9?) SABINA. O Gods! what Incenfe m y contentment owes I JULIA. Stay yet Sabina^ e'r you pay your V o w s ; i A You may increafe your hopes, abate your fears, But there's enough ftill to deferve your Tears. In vain, alas! the Champions they would fave 5 For they remain as obftinate as brave ; And their ainbirious Souls were fo much touch'd With the great Glory which they now approach'd, That what the Soldiers pity'd they ador'd, And feem affronted, when they arc deplor'd : They think that kindnefs does their fame no right, And with both Armies they will rather fight, And by the hands thatfeverd them beflairr, Than give their Country's honors back again. SABINA. Can fo much cruelty their bofoms fill! JULIA. It did, but yet both Armies murmur'd ftill, And universally their purpofc held T o ask new Champions, or a general Field r The Leaders prefence they no longer fear'd, Their powers fcirce valu'd, or their Voices heard. Th' a mazed King this mifchief to oppofe, Since every one (fay's he) enraged grows, Let us on this confult the Powers above ; What impious man dares their command difbwn, W h e n they in facrifice have made it known ? H e us'd no more words, but thefe were commands; They fnatch the Arms from the fix Champions hands, And that blind thirft of Fame they fo intend, Sence of Religion does a while fufpend -, By fome new fcruple, or a great refpecl:, . Our Princes Counfel they refolve t' erFecl:; Which in both Camps fo great a Reverence found, As if both Nations had our '[HUH* Crown'd. The Viftims death will give us i • 'r light. $A- |