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SCENE VII.

A Prison; belonging to the Palace.
Dutchess of Gloucester.
By false Accusers,—by invented Crimes,—
My Enemies have triumphed.—Even their Mercy,—
May I not call it Cruelty?—My Death
Had set a speedy Period to their Malice;—
And, placed my Soul above the Rage of Rome.
O, Thou eternal Power, whose piercing Eye
Discerns each secret Guilt;—search thou my Heart!—
And, as Thou know'st Me innocent, support me;—
And, to the World, acquit my blemish'd Fame.
But, here comes One, who doubles my Affliction.—