 | Adrian In Syria |  |
SCENE V.
Enter Aquilius behind.Aquil.
[apart.]
Ha! Sabina here!
Adr.
[aside.]
Her tears have touch'd my soul. [to her.]
Ah! fair Sabina,
Take comfort, Adrian will again return
To wear thy happy chains; again be thine.
Aquil.
[apart.]
Malicious stars!
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[tenderly.]
Indeed!
Adr.
I yield to pity;
Pity, the gentle harbinger of love.
Sab.
Scarce can I yet believe—
Aquil.
[apart.]
Now, policy
Once more assist me.
Sab.
Should'st thou yet again
See Emirena?
Adr.
Never, never more
Will I behold her.
Sab.
Canst thou, Adrian, trust
Thy bosom's firmness?
Adr.
'Tis resolv'd; and all
The will determines, soon the deed confirms.
Aquil.
[coming forward.]
The lovely captive princess has requested
To kneel before your feet: long has she sought,
But sought you, sir, in vain.
Sab.
[aside.]
Now comes the trial.
Adr.
Aquilius, no; I must no more behold her:
At length 'tis time remembrance should recall
My faithful, kind Sabina.
Sab.
[aside.]
Joyful sounds!
Aquil.
'Tis surely just; but little is the boon
Poor Emirena asks. Will you deny
To her alone what all obtain? 'Tis true
She is a captive, but was born a queen.
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'Tis fairly spoken. Surely, my Sabina,
'Twere cruel not to hear her.
Sab.
[aside.]
O! my heart!
Adr.
I'll hear her in thy presence: where is then
Thy fear? Yet stay and thou shalt see—
Sab.
[rising.]
O! no,
Thou hast enough deceiv'd my easy faith.
Enough for me my love sincere,
Ingrate! is thus repaid;
But think not still I'll linger here
To see myself betray'd.
Ingrate! is thus repaid;
But think not still I'll linger here
To see myself betray'd.
I know thy best resolves are weak
Thy passion to control:
Thine eyes, that still their object seek,
Thy sighs and restless actions speak
The feelings of thy soul.
Thy passion to control:
Thine eyes, that still their object seek,
Thy sighs and restless actions speak
The feelings of thy soul.
[Exit.
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