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SCENE THE TENTH.

ÆTHON, MELISANDER, Nobles and ARCAS.
MELISANDER.
Some dire disaster!—My much honour'd friend,
Ease our impatient hearts, and instant say,
From whence, and why, those piercing sounds of horror?


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ARCAS.
Unhappy accident!—The minute past,
Orestes rushing with impetuous rage
To execute his vengeance on Ægysthus,
The queen, his mother, interposing, met
The fury of his arm, and in her breast
Receiv'd the wound intended for her lord.
She bleeds to death!—while her distracted offspring
Dissolve in melting agonies.

MELISANDER.
Great Gods!
Inspire our friendship to relieve their woes.