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SCENE XIV.
Cleonicealone.
Where, ah! where
Are now the boasted thoughts of fame and empire?
Ah! what has driven you hence? To guard my soul
In this dire trial, this approaching conflict,
I seek you in my breast but cannot find you;
This is the dreadful moment—Can I place
My hopes in you, when at the name alone
Of him I love, you thus at once forsake me?
Return, O Heaven! return: assemble all,
Confirm my weak resolves, and teach my heart
To bear unmov'd the last assaults of love.
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