The Vestal Virgin A Tragedy |
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 | The Vestal Virgin |  |
SCENE VIII.
Terentiaenters.
Terentia will confirm it.
Favon.
Terentia?—
O my kind hostess, give me still your friendship!
Terent.
Thou son of glory, of Terentia's soul—
Come to my aged arms!
[Embraces him.
You owe, my lord,
This youth, far more than language can express,
Or gratitude repay!—
His unexampled prowess saved our child
From utter loss, from brutal violation.
Fab.
Spite of the hated race from whence thou'rt sprung,
Thy virtues, Cimbrius, have endear'd thee to me!
Favon.
O, then, confirm the vows of my Lavinia!
Fab.
I do, before the gods!—Upon the morrow,
The Senate shall restore me to my child,
And you to your—
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Alas, my lord! to-morrow
She may be past recall!—this present night,
This hour, secure the gift—this very instant!
Could I find means to bear her to the camp,
She were my own, against the world in arms!
Fab.
Then, take thy wish—Come to my cabinet—
And to thy glory may the gods add peace!
[Exeunt
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