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SCENE THE FIRST.
Inside of the Prison of Sparta. Agis.Agis.
I hear tremendous howlings, and a loud
Tumultuary uproar round my prison.—
Ye Deities of Sparta save my country!—
It grieves me that I did not keep a sword,
Whence, with my hands, I might at once extinguish
My own and Sparta's troubles at a blow.
Those whom Leonidas will send to slay me,
Cannot delay much longer.—Much-loved children ...
My mother, ... my beloved spouse, ... farewell ...
No more shall I behold you! ... I bequeathe
To you, tender remembrance of myself ...
But for my mother's destiny I tremble:
She's in the tyrant's power ... What do I hear?
Who comes? The prison opens! ... Who is this? ...
My consort? ...
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