Philodamus A Tragedy |
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SCENE VII.
Enter EPICRATES, PHILIPPUS, and servants, arm'd.Epicrates,
to Apronius.
Villain, let go thy sacrilegious hold,
Or perish instantly upon this sword.
Apronius,
running away.
Ay, let Cornelius fight, I like not fighting.
Exit.
Epicrates drives the soldiers off the stage.
Philippus.
Go follow thy companion, or thou diest.
Cornelius.
'Tis not decided yet, if you, or I.
Philippus.
Resign her, thou brave fool, I would not hurt thee,
Thou hast some honesty, although a Roman.
Cornelius.
What's honesty 'gainst orders? So come on.
[Fight. Cornelius falls.
Verres
within.
[Bustle within.
Silence the dotard's clamour. Stop his throat.
Euphemia.
Thus to thy arms—
Philippus,
stopping her.
It is no time for this.
Re-enter EPICRATES.
Philipus,
to him.
Lose not an instant, but convey to safety
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To save a father. Some of you attend me.
[Exeunt on different sides.
Cornelius.
This comes of serving knaves—I have enough on't.
And yet 'tis hard, now—that an honest soldier—
For following—oh!—his orders—should be slain.
Bustle within.
[Dies.
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