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Show (90 . SABINA. The gods; will never own that Guilty Fight: From this delay fome new hopes may be drawn, And fure m y happinefs begins to dawn. ,r1f.'^ - i - : - ~~ SCEN. III. I ovi bibw Camilla, Sabina, Jidia. $&™% SABINA.. I have new*.Sifter, that will pleafe you much. . CAMILLA. tt Of ( • - I think I know it, if you call it fuch; M y Father If eard it now, and fo did I, But nothing thence.my hopes can fortifie : This delay'd mifchief threatens forer blows, And does but lengthen our too certain woes 5 And by the hinderanoe of this new Conteft, Our tears are but fufpended, not fuppreft. SABINA. This Turnup was not vainly fure infpir'd. 'I CAMILLA. But v^iily^they have of the gods enquir'd 5 For the fame gods guided our Princes choice, Nor fpeak they often in the Peoples Voice ', Their counfel fhines not in a Vulgar Breft, But Kings, tfyat rcprefent them know it beft In whole ^pream Authority we fee Afcc^t^ayoftheir^vinity. J U L I A . You will contribute to your own diftrefs T o feek their will, but in their Oracles '•> And that which yefterday reliev'd your Care, May ferve to day to banilli your defpair. C A M I L L A. An Oracle is fo wrapt up in doubt, The more w e guefs, the lefs we find it out; There's H^^H^H • • • • • • ^ H (97) There's nothing certain in't but this remark, W h o thinks all clear, muft know that all is dark. SABINA. Let's give our^confidence a larger fcope, And entertain a reafonable hope ', W h e n Heaven begins to grant what we have fought, They that diftruft its fmiles deferve them not 5 W e hinder often what we fo fufpeft. And fend back comfort by that rude negleft. C A M I L L A. Heaven governs us, without our own confents, And we are paffive in thefe great events. JULIA. Hope then with the, that when We meet again, A gentler Theme our thoughts fhall entertain, And that this evening with a welcome care, W e , for your marriage only, fhall prepare. SABINA. I hope as much. C A M I L L A. 'Tis more than I dare do. JULIA. Th' event will {hew us whofe preiage is true. SCEN. IV. Sabina, Camilla. SABINA. Sifter, your forrows I muft needs condemn, Unlefs their caufes did more warrant them; What would you do, and at what rate lament, Had you m y reafon for your difcontent ? And if from what thefe fatal Arms defign, Your loffes could be thought as great as mine ? CAMILLA. Let both our forrows equally be known, For |