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SCENE VIII.

Madrigal, Lyric, and Bards in pursuit.
Mad.
Victoria! Victoria! they fly!
Like hares pursued the base plebeans fly!—
Io triumphe!—such another blow
Will end the war, and crown with victory
Compleat our arms puissant—valiant Lyric!
The greatest chief, antiquity can boast,
Might wonder at the wonders thou hast done.
How shall acknowledgment enough reward
Thy worth unparallel'd?

Ly.
You touch me there,
Where modesty most exquisitely feels.
You bleed, my prince!

Mad.
A scratch from Buckram's point:
No more.

 

As Mr. Bayes makes his two kings speak French to shew their breeding; our author makes his heroe speak Latin, to shew his education. A dash of Latin gives great spirit to tragic writings, and is often us'd with great success by dramatic authors.

How shall acknowledgment enough reward
Thy worth unparallell'd?
Regicide.

------ That wounds me there; there, where the human heart
Most exquisitely feels.
Tancred and Sigismunda.