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SCENE III.
A Shepherd enters in haste.Shep.
Fly, princess, fly!
“The Giants come!”—is all the cry.
They spare nor sex, nor age;
Fire, sword, and lust, throughout the country rage.
Jill.
Give me my sword—
Fear not, my friends; but straight release
That dreadful weapon from its case!
[Shep. attempt to draw it.
Alas! your trembling hands declare your fright.
To draw that blade,
With terror and with truth inlaid,
Demands a steady arm, an heart upright.
Shep.
“They come, they come!”—is all the cry.
Fly, fly!—
[They throw down the sword, and all run out except Jillian and Nurse.
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