Boadicia A Tragedy |
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SCENE the First.
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SCENE the First.
Dumnorix.Till good Tenantius, and the rest return,
I have been led by solitary care
To yon dark branches, spreading o'er the brook,
Which murmurs through the camp; this mighty camp,
Where once two hundred thousand sons of war
With restless dins awak'd the midnight hour.
Now horrid stillness in the vacant tents
Sits undisturb'd; and these incessant rills,
Whose pebbled channel breaks their shallow stream,
Fill with their melancholly sound my ears,
As if I wander'd, like a lonely hind,
O'er some dead fallow far from all resort:
Unless that ever and anon a groan
Bursts from a soldier, pillow'd on his shield
In torment, or expiring with his wounds,
And turns my fix'd attention into horrour.
Venusia comes—The hideous scene around me
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Yet how to name thee, death, without thy terrours!
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