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SCENE IV.
SOHEMUS, ELISA, AMMON.ELISA.
The mother of the queen, Sohemus, doom'd
A prey to grief, by all her countless tears
Conjures thee to attend, and calm the terrors,
Which for her daughter now afresh invade
Her wounded soul.
SOHEMUS.
What horror at thy words
Strikes each astonish'd sense!
ELISA.
Alas! she knows
The dreadful mandate of the jealous king;
By Salome's inhuman care inform'd.
SOHEMUS.
Thus our malicious foe mid troubles bred,
Fancies by new-raised discord still to hold
Her much-loved borrowed power. O hateful court!
What various arts are thine! the foot which treads
These dire abodes as on the edge abrupt
Of dangerous precipices walks. Alas!
Strange and unequall'd murther from the eyes
Of Alexander erst her husband tore
And darling son. Her daughter still remains;
She shudders now for her. Maternal love
May well be suffer'd to indulge in fear.
Eliza go; I follow thee with speed.
Great God! who rul'st o'er this disastrous clime!
Avert this gathering storm from Mariamne!
Preserve, protect the noblest of thy works!
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