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SCENE IV.
Ximenes, and Alonzo.Ximenes.
Alonzo, go to Audley, and Randolfo,
The Florentine, and Briton, and acquaint them,
That, for awhile, I wish to have their converse.
Alonzo.
With expedition I'll obey the order.
[Exit. Alonzo.
Ximenes,
alone.
No task more grateful to a generous mind
Than to suppress, and mortify the pride
That flows not from a consciousness of merit,
But from a sense of accidental power
O'er others, and an ardour to pervert it
To our own use; our mean, and selfish nature
Is not deformed with a worse lineament.
To hold a proper language to those rebels,
My poor remains of strength almost exhausted.
I feel that my good acts must now be crouded:
Time presses; and my tide of life is ebbing
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Leave fruitful tracts behind it.
[Alonzo introduces Audley, and Randolfo, and retires.
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