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SCENE A Field.
A noise of a Battel. After shouts. Enter Artabazus, Patron and Greeks dragging Bessus and Nabarzanes.
Pa.
Oh! thank you, for this Justice, you good Gods.

Ar.
Go to King Alexander; let him know
The Gods have given the Traytors to our Swords.
Let us enjoy Revenge for our King's Blood,
And then he shall command our Swords and Lives.

Pa.
Oh! that the King enjoy'd it! where have you
Conceal'd his Body; you damn'd Regicides?

Enter Persians.
Per.
My Lord, my Lord, the King—

Ar.
What of the King?

Per.
He's found; a Macedonian Officer,
By help of Persian Guides, searching a Spring
To quench his Thirst, after the heat of fight;
He in the woods saw a poor Waggon stray,
Drawn by faint dying Horses stuck with Darts.
And looking in it, found a dying man
Gor'd in his Blood; which prov'd to be our King.

Ar.
Horrour! he lives!—let us away, away,
That he may see Revenge before he dyes.

Pa.
And we will weigh him out exact revenge.
Here chain, and cut 'em as they did their King.

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