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SCENE IX.

A Wood.
Enter Metius, Camilla, and the People.
Met.
Behold Camilla, the great Volscian Queen,
An Exile long th'unhappy Fair has been;
At length she comes in a propitious Hour,
To free her Subjects from a lawless Pow'r.

Cam.
Behold Camilla, who was born your Queen:
Ye wretched Volscians, with Regret I've seen
The Royal Throne by proud Oppression stain'd,
Where Metabo with so much Mildness reign'd.
For your sakes, not my own, I'm come
To drive th'Usurper far away,
And rule ye with a lawful Sway,
As Children dear ye are to me.

Met.
Prenesto comes!

People.
Then let him die.