Juvenile poems on various subjects With the Prince of Parthia, a tragedy |
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SCENE II.
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SCENE II.
Vardanes, Evanthe, and Lysias.Lysias.
Arm, arm, my Lord!—
Vardanes.
Damnation! why this interruption now?—
Lysias.
Oh! arm! my noble Prince, the foe's upon us.
Arsaces, by Barzaphernes releas'd,
Join'd with the citizens, assaults the Palace,
And swears revenge for Artabanus' death.
Vardanes.
Ha! what? revenge for Artabanus' death?—
'Tis the curse of Princes that their counsels,
Which should be kept like holy mysteries,
Can never rest in silent secrecy.
Fond of employ, some cursed tattling tongue
Will still divulge them.
Lysias.
Sure some fiend from hell,
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Has giv'n th' intelligence, for man could not.
Evanthe.
Oh! ever blest event!—All-gracious heav'n!
This beam of joy revives me.
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