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SCENE VIII.
STRENI, a Servant.SERVANT.
My Lord,
I bring disastrous news.
STRENI.
Let those who ne'er
Have felt misfortune start when sorrow's named.
For me I grow so hardened to all shocks
I might defy the fates. Then tell thy tale,
Were it as mortal as the cannon's mouth
Discharge it on mine ear.
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My Lord,—ALPHONSO
Is kill'd.
STRENI.
Unfortunate youth!
SERVANT.
The Count is fled,
With fifty horsemen at his heels.
STRENI.
I grieve
For poor ALPHONSO.—Where found you him?
SERVANT.
In the Grove.
Shot thro' the breast; just dropt; his hand clinch'd on
His half-drawn sword.
STRENI.
O murderous villain!—Go,
Compose the body privately; and let
No whisper of this sad event steal out
T' alarm too tender ears.—
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