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Camilla

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21

SCENE X.

Enter Latinus.
Lat.
Desponding Slave! why this Delay:
Haste, and my just Commands obey.

Lav.
Dread Sir, Lavinia does not beg to live,
But that your Pardon you would kindly give,
If your unhappy Daughter Death should chuse,
Rather than violate her Virgin Vows.

Lat.
Die then forgotten and abhorr'd.

Lav.
My Breast is open; strike, my Lord.

Turn.
I'll perish rather!

Lat.
Most audacious Slave!
Dar'st thou an angry Monarch's Fury brave?

Turn.
I scorn the Task to which I am assign'd;
I wear a Monarch's Soul and Lover's Mind.
In me see Turnus.

Lat.
Thou Poison to my Eyes!
Turnus art thou, and in a Slave's Disguise?
My Daughter's Honour thou hast stain'd,
For which thy Life shall pay.

Turn.
I swear by Empire, and by Love I swear,
Her Honour's bright as is the Morning Star.
Henceforth let Enmity and Discord cease,
And let Lavinia be the Pledge of Peace.

Lat.
Anger to Friendship does give way,
Like Night that shes approaching Day.

Lav.
Joys are attending,
Those Cares are ending
That did distress me.
Love reconciling,
And Fortune smiling,
Unite to bless me.

Turn.
Around her see Cupid flying,
Behold him wishing, dying;
Such Graces shine all o'er her,
Gods might adore her.
Blind Boy, forbear to woe her,
Thy Flame admits no Cure!
To me, in sight of Heav'n,
Her Faith is giv'n.

[Exeunt.