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SCENE XIV.

Enter Latinus.
Lat.
Lavinia, hast thou chosen?

Turn.
What do I hear?

Lav.
I've chosen one
Worthy your Daughter, and your Throne.

Lat.
O name him to me, that I may
Bless thee, and this auspicious Day.

Lav.
You wish'd for Turnus fetter'd to your Throne;
Turnus is worthy, and must be your Son.

Lat.
Turnus wilt thou wed?

Turn.
What have I done?

Lav.
In vain we labour to recede
From what by Fate has been decreed.

Lat.
Fate with free Will has bless'd Mankind.

Lav.
To Love that Freedom I've resign'd.

Lat.
Let her that dares thus insolent rebel,
Let her in close Confinement dwell;
Let none Admittance to her have,
But Armidore, the faithful Slave.
If thy fond Wishes still to Turnus cleave,
From Death alone expect a late Reprieve.

[Exit.