SCENE II.
Simeon
in Prison.
Recitative accompany'd.
Where are these Brethren—Why this base Delay!
To let me languish a whole Year in Dungeons!
But are not Brethren base? O Joseph! Joseph!
That Thought is Hell—Remembrance scorches with it!
But was it I alone?—O no!—Then Heav'n
Has been at 'compt perchance with my Confederates,
Whilst the wild Beast, false-tax'd with Joseph's Death,
Has met 'em on the way, and ta'en his Vengeance.
AIR.
Remorse, Confusion, Horror, Fear,
Ye Vultures of the guilty Breast!
Now, Furies! now she feels you here,
Who gnaw her most, when most distrest.
[Exit.
