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SCENE III.
To Joseph, Phanor with the Brethren in Chains.Sim.
Whence this vile Treatment! these injurious Chains?
For what Transgression are we shackled thus,
Like Thieves and Traitors?
Phan.
That's like what ye are.
You've stol'n the sacred Cup that's set apart,
For my Lord's Use.—
Why have ye thus rewarded Ill for Good?
[Exit.
Sim.
Imposture!—Fury!—If the Sacred Vessel
Be found with us, rain Vengeance on our Heads.
Jos.
Straight we shall see—and then let the Delinquent
Alone receive the Wages of his Guilt.
Sim.
“In one we all are guilty—with him join'd
“By Blood and Country, with him we'll divide
“Grief, Infamy, and Death.
Jos.
“Ah! had you always but pursu'd the Steps
“Of pious Jacob, you'd had nought to fear:
“But I can read a Story in your Hearts
“That Time cannot obliterate—a Youth
“Most barb'rously betray'd!—an Innocent
“To Strangers sold!—Hah! are ye struck!—Enough—
Heav'n may delay to punish guilty Men,
But won't forget them.
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[Aside.]
“Ah! he surely knows
“Our Perfidy.
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