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[Scene III.]

The Scaen a Grove.
Enter Oroandes.
Oro.
I'me now well satisfy'd with ye Powers Above,
Who all our Actions see here below
With even hand, and ye just ballance hold
To punish vice, and reward vertue.
Pardon mee then, o Mighty God of Love!
And take this Vultur from my growing heart,
That I once more may sweep the dusty Feild
And bee my self.

To him Trivia with her hair all loose.
Tri.
Who are you that are now alive
And can outlive ye Ruines of your Countrey?
Did you not see ye storm, that bloudy storm
Which wash'd ye Royall Family away?
I think you are ye Prince Oroandes.
If you bee, hearken to my wofull story.
Juliana was once my Mistress, and once yours,
But that is Nothing, for she is noe more.
After she'd seen her wretched Father fall,
Whom ye gods burnt alive with Flames,
And her dear Brother perish by his side,
She cry'd, “It is enough, yee Gods! I come,”
And with a more than masculine courage
She leap'd into her funerall Pile.
But I have done. Adeiw, and must goe forward.

[Exit.
Oro.
This but confirms my former Resolution
Of Travelling over all the world
Till my tyr'd soul, weary of uneasy life,
Withdraws into Natures darkest Room,
For Polynice, I'me sure, will ne're mee take,
Nor her Phylander will she e're forsake,
And Nothing else shall bribe mee for to live.
Hence then to Camps, and Bloudy feilds I'le goe,
Where Death does Reign, and all Mankind's my Foe.

[Exit.