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SCENE VIII.
Enter Roxana with a paper.Rox.
Xerxes, I am come
In search of thee.
Xer.
[aside.]
Unfortunate encounter!
Rox.
Hear me; and let this hearing be the last.
Xer.
Full well I know, Roxana, that your anger
Is kindled now against me: well I know
You threaten me with vengeance.
Rox.
'Tis most true,
I would revenge—I am indeed the offended:
Then learn my vengeance. Xerxes, know thy life
And sceptre are in danger. In this paper
Read all the black design: prevent the treason,
Preserve thyself—farewell.
[going.
Xer.
Yet hear me, princess:
At least permit me for this generous gift—
Rox.
Let this suffice—Roxana is reveng'd.
What sweet revenge the generous mind
Will ever prove, a wrong design'd
With friendship to repay?
This shall Roxana's heart restore
To every joy it knew before,
And all her pangs allay.
Will ever prove, a wrong design'd
With friendship to repay?
This shall Roxana's heart restore
To every joy it knew before,
And all her pangs allay.
[Exit.
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