Heraclius, Emperour of the East | ||
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SCE. V.
Exuperius, Amintas.EXUP.
We are in favour, friend, and all command.
AMINT.
Why so great joy? I scarce can understand;
Falshood and Treason are not things to boast:
What is our greatness, when our honour's lost?
EXUP.
True, to the Generous it is not great.
Why we engag'd, I need not now repeat;
We shall find waies yet to recover all,
And raise our honour, by this present fall:
Come, let us go, this pain we must endure,
If honour bleeds, blood may our honour cure.
Exeunt.
Heraclius, Emperour of the East | ||