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SCENE X.

Enter Cæcina.
Cæcina.
In this deep gloom,
This more than midnight horror, have you mark'd
A stir, a motion from the adverse camp?

Marcus.
There the barbarians sacrifice the hours
To joy and revalry, and wild carousals.
At intervals we hear them: hills and valleys
Ring with the hideous roar. Their blazing fires
At times illumine the incumbent clouds,
And shew their distant camp.

Valerius.
From a deserter
Just now arriv'd I learn their secret councils.
He is a Gaul by birth.

Cæcina.
Where is he now?

Valerius.
At hand he waits your pleasure.

Cæcina.
Lead him hither.
[Exit Valerius.
We must break up our camp. Germanicus
Can bring us no relief: The brawling waves
Have sunk his ships, and he perhaps is lost.
An hour before the dawn we must depart.
Marcus, let all be ready for our march.

[Exit Marcus.