 | Camilla |  |
SCENE V.
Manet Camilla. Enter Turnus and Tullia.Cam.
Awake, Camilla, from this Lethargy.
What has Love to do with thee?
Love conspiring with thy Foes,
Does thy Thirst of Pow'r oppose,
And yet Prenesto governs here!
Vain Maid, Prenesto never can be thine,
To wed Dorinda he'll decline,
And I unlawful Flames disdain.
Shou'd I who I am discover,
And that way hope to gain my Lover,
Then my Life I shou'd expose,
And Death wou'd crown my Nuptial Vows.
Awake, awake, my Heart, and know that I,
Rather than live for Love, wou'd for Ambition die.
My Heart to act is zealous;
But Fear restrains my Hands.
[Enter Turnus.
Turn.
My Lovely Charmer jealous,
My Wishes still withstands.
Cam.
Turnus is there.
Once again I'll try my Fate.
Turn.
My Lovely Charmer jealous,
My Wishes still withstands.
Cam.
And I the curst Occasion
Of her unjust Suspicion.
[Enter Tullia.
Tul.
Together have I found 'em,
And may the Gods confound 'em.
Turn.
My Heart with Grief is blasted.
Cam.
The Sorrow I have tasted
All Sorrows is exceeding.
Tul.
A hopeful Traitor!
Turn., Cam.
My Soul in Death lyes bleeding.
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O that I cou'd come at her!
But Vengeance is at hand.
Cam.
The Cares are light, that do thy Thoughts molest;
But heaviest Sorrows rage within my Breast.
Turn.
No common Grief I do endure.
Cam.
Your Grief admits a ready Cure;
If Lavinia scorns to love ye,
Queens with Royal Charms may move ye.
Tul.
Perfidious Wretch!
Turn.
No other Charms my Heart can fire,
In which Lavinia reigns entire.
But shou'd Lavinia once incline
To another Flame, she never wou'd be mine.
Cam.
Then cease thee, Turnus, to perplex,
And vindicate the Honour of thy Sex.
Suppose Camilla still shou'd live,
To whom the Volscian Realms are due.
Turn.
And if Camilla shou'd survive;
Cam.
Then she by Hymen join'd to you,
Tul.
Wholesome Advice!
Cam.
By you restor'd in happy Hour,
May bring these Kingdoms as her Dow'r.
Tul.
For this Dorinda, if I live,
Thanks from the Princess shall receive.
[Exit.
Turn.
To King Latinus I have giv'n
My Faith, in Sight of conscious Heav'n,
That Metabo's devoted Blood
Shall be with Hostile Rage pursu'd.
Cam.
What I propose, I don't advise.
Turn.
Nor wou'd I from the fair Lavinia change,
Tho' through the World I might a Monarch range.
The Floods shall quit the Ocean,
The Stars their nightly Duty.
When I forsake the Beauty,
That does my Heart command.
The Sun shall lose his Motion,
No Sand the Shore shall cover,
When I forget to love her,
Whose Charms I can't withstand.
The Stars their nightly Duty.
When I forsake the Beauty,
That does my Heart command.
The Sun shall lose his Motion,
No Sand the Shore shall cover,
When I forget to love her,
Whose Charms I can't withstand.
[Exit.
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