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SCENE II.

Selima alone.
Sel.
The Fates are busy in our Aid;
Heav'ns prosper the Event!—
Hope lifts me up above myself:

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And, to distrust, were Cowardice of Mind,
That merits not Success.
Like Diamonds, bright
Thro' darkest Night,
The Brave their Souls display.
Conquest pursues,
And Fortune wooes,
Where Courage leads the Way.