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SCENE X.
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SCENE X.

Pharnaspes
alone.
The subject's loyalty, the lover's truth
Maintain a doubtful conflict in my breast;
By turns are victors and by turns subdued.
But while with various fortune each contends,
And neither triumphs, I myself am lost.
The sorrows that my soul depress
To cruel stars I owe;
Yet, midst my sorrows, hear me bless
The cause of all my woe.
Light are those ills that meet mankind
Without the sufferer's blame,
And leave no motives in the mind
For penitence or shame.

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