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SCENE V.

Porticoes.
Mathusius, Timanthes.
Mat.
Our only refuge then—

Timan.
Yes, dearest friend,
Our only refuge is in flight: the king,
So far from yielding to my earnest prayers,
Grew more incens'd: fly then, and fly this instant.
Provide a speedy bark, therein secure
Whate'er thou hast of choice and valued treasure:
And where amid the rocks the sea breaks in,

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Right of the port, conceal'd expect me: there
I'll join thee soon with Dirce.

Mat.
But her guards—

Timan.
The care be mine to elude their vigilance;
I know a secret path that to her prison
Can lead my steps: O haste! for time neglected
Will punish those who slight occasion offer'd.

Mat.
Some friendly power its aid extends,
Some power that innocence befriends,
Has on thy soul these thoughts imprest:
Th'example of thy cruel sire
Could soft compassion ne'er inspire,
To influence thus thy generous breast.

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