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SCENE IV.
Enter Hypsipyle.Rho.
[to herself.]
Can crimes like these debase the mind of man?
O wretched daughter! most unhappy princess!
What wilt thou feel when thou shalt hear the tidings!
Hyp.
My friend! our sufferings all are past; and Heaven
At length is tir'd of heaping woes upon us.
My faithful consort, and his valiant friends,
Have quell'd the fierce inhabitants of Lemnos:
My innocence is clear'd, my father safe:
We are victors, discord stills her horrid voice,
All, all is love, and peace, and happiness!
Rho.
And yet is Thoas—
Hyp.
Thoas now awaits
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Rho.
O were it so!
Hyp.
What mean'st thou! Speak, my friend—
Rho.
Thoas is now a prisoner.
Hyp.
Ha! to whom?
Rho.
A prisoner to Learchus.
Hyp.
To Learchus!
How know'st thou this?
Rho.
But now I met him bound,
Encircled by the followers of that traitor.
Hyp.
Who are his followers?
Rho.
Wretches like himself.
Hyp.
O heavenly powers! to what untried misfortunes
Will you reserve me yet!—O fatal day!
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