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Scene 2.

Ulamar, Frontenac, Miramont, Souldier.
Soul.
My Lord, to Arms, to Arms!

Front.
What say'st thou?

Soul.
As we advanc'd towards yonder Southern Gate,
Upon the Mountain fronting it, we spy'd
A Light ascending to the Vault of Heav'n,
Which strait expanding in a general Blaze,
O'erflow'd the Mountain with a Floud of Flame
And then descending with Impetuous course
Down to the Vale the Fiery Torrent rowl'd,

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And now both Hill and Vale appear on Fire:
'Tis thought the Routed Angians who escap'd,
Are now returning with their English Friends,
And by these numerous Lights direct their Nightly March.

Front.
Ha! We too in our turn shall be surpriz'd;
And which way move they?

Soul.
Directly towards the Southern Gate they advance.

Front.
Give orders that my Forces be drawn up;
My self I'll lead them to the Southern Gate,
And warmly we'll receive this desperate Foe:
Take care another Band of Fuzileers
Be Planted at the entrance to this place;
They shall receive my pleasure as I pass.