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Scena Tertia.
Pausanes and Hipparchus enter, Pausanes wounded.Paus.
T'was he, he fled and left me to the multitude
O Hipparchus pursue the chase, and if
Thou overtake him thou wilt finde
The coward imboss'd with running from me
If thou canst set him up, bay him till I come,
And as thou lovest me let me not loose
The honour of his fall.
Hip.
Are you sure hee's this way?
Pau.
Yes, yes, I am certaine.
Exit.
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