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SCENE VIII.

To ASCANIO, BIRENO.
BIRENO.
Oh, let me clasp thee! This was worthy service.
But for thy zeal, the high-rais'd edifice
So near complete, had tumbled to the earth,
And crush'd me in its fall.

ASCANIO.
Haste to the lists;
A moment more consummates our design,
And Fate itself may strive in vain to shake us.

[Exeunt.