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Show Cio8) Domeftick loffes w e may well excufe, W h e n they do publick Victories produce : It is enough, Rome does o'er Alba fway, And all our fufferings that one word muft pay i You but a man loft when your Lover fell; W h o m you may quickly now repair as well. What noble Roman after this fuccefs, But would be proud to make you an addrefs ? But to Sabina I this news muft bear, Whofe blow muft needs be very rude to her ; And her three Brothers by her Husband flain, Will give her much more reafon to complain : But I defpair not to appeafe her yet, And fhe w h o is fo brave, and fo difcreet, Will without pain her generous Soul difpofe T o that fubrniflion which her honor owes. Till when fupprefs your grief you n o w refent, Nor entertain him with this difcontent: In brief, let him a Sifter meet, and find In the fame blood, the fame heroick mind. SCEN. IV. C A M I L L A. Yes, I fhall quickly to that Brother prove, That none can fear to die, who dares to love', Nor can fubmit to thofe ftern Parents fway, W h o m cruel Heav'n condemns us to obey. You blame m y grief, you call it mean and poor, But in revenge I'll cherifh it the more. Relentlefs Father ! and m y tears fhall flow, Till their ftreams rapid as their caufes grow ; Never did Fortune fhift her treacherous part So many times to break a fingle heart', Sometimes fhe flatter'd, and fometimes did fright; Never in pnc day, did one heart appear ; w o • So (109) So tofsd from grief to joy, from hope to fear : A n Oracle afures, a Dream torments, I f t n t/atenS' a n d t h e peace contents. Juft on m y Marriage Eve, the Cities chofe M y Lover and m y Brother to be Foes • The Soldiers inurmure, and revoke the choice The gods again confirm it by their voic e W f e e m s fubdud, and with m y Bro'thersblood, M y Curtius only unpolluted ftood But did m y Heart too little grief contain, T a foe m y Country ftoop, and Brothers flain? Or did m y Fancy glve too large a fcope, T o love yet guiftlefs, and yet living hope ? Mis death revenges on m e that abufe With the fad way wherein I heard the news: Valerius tells it, and to brave m y Fate, The fad event does odioufly relate • A n open gladnefs did his vifage drefs, Lefs by Rome's glory caus'd than m y diftrefs: Since by his Rivals death his hopes renew, H e feems to fhare m y Brothers triumph too. But this is nothing to m y prefent wo, I a m requird, with joy, to meet the blow • A t 0 , T e r C 0 L q U ^ r m u f t m > " Praife imPatr, And kifs a hand that ftabs m e to the heart: And when m y grief fo juftty great I hey place an infamy upon m y tears: I muft rejoyce at what affli&s m e thus, And to be noble, muft be barbarous. ' But from this Father I'll degenerate, And will deferve this gallant Brothers hate: For humane frailty fure illuftrious grows W h e n brutifhnefs, for vertue they impofe Appear m y griefs, w h y mould you n o w forbear, W h e n all is loft, what hath one left to fear ? This favage Conqueror I will not flye, But will upbraid him with his Vidory ; Sfa o |