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SCENE THE FIRST.
Masinissa, Numidian Soldiers.Ma.
Let all, obeying my commands, at night
Be ready with their steeds: and silently
Let them, oh Boccar, ambush where I told thee.—
Faithful Guludda, thou, at all events,
Meanwhile be ready with the fatal bowl.
Of every monarch 'tis the sole resource
Who would become the friend or enemy
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Nothing of this transpire.
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