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SCENE IV.

Dunbar, Eleonora, Herald.
Herald.
—From the Tower
That fronts the Hills, due North, a moving Host
Is now descry'd: And from the southern Gate
A Cloud of Dust is seen to roll, the Gleam
Of burnish'd Arms, oft thro' the dusky Sphere
Salutes the dazzled Eye;—a loyal Band
With valiant Ramsay, from the Banks of Tweed,
That hastens to our Aid.—The first, suppos'd
The rebel Train of Athol.—By Command
Of Angus, I attend thee, to demand
An Audience of the Foe.

Dunbar.
I follow straight.
[Exit Herald.
Whate'er is amiably fair—Whate'er
Inspires the gen'rous Aim of chaste Desire,
My Soul contemplates and adores in thee!
Yet will I not with vain Complainings, vex
Thy gentle Nature.—My unblemish'd Love
Shall plead in my Behalf.
[Exit Dunbar.