 | Gustavus Vasa, The Deliverer of his Country |  |
SCENE X.
Enter an Officer.Off.
My Liege, Gustavus, tho' with much Reluctance,
Consents to one Hour's Truce. His Soldiers rest
Upon their Arms, and follow'd by a few,
He comes to know your Terms.
Crist.
I see, fall back—
Stand firm—Be ready Slaves, and on the Word
Plunge deep your Daggers in their Bosoms.
[Points to Agusta.
| Gustavus Vasa, The Deliverer of his Country | |