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SCENE II.
Theald:he opens and looks on the Dispatches.
Awful Heaven!
Great Ruler of the various Heart of Man!
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Without the base Cabal too often practis'd,
Beyond my Wish, my Thought, give me the Lights,
The Virtues which that sacred Trust requires:
A loving, lov'd, unterrifying Power,
Such as becomes a Father; humble Wisdom;
Plain primitive Sincerity; kind Zeal,
For Truth and Virtue rather than Opinions;
And, above all, the charitable Soul
Of healing Peace and Christian Moderation.—
The Dervise comes.
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