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SCENE XIV.
Osrhoes, Pharnaspes.Phar.
O! would to Heaven my blood could yet suffice
To free my king and save my Emirena!
Osr.
Enough, my friend, I was before unmann'd,
Why wilt thou too conspire against my virtue?
No; let the foe, to his confusion, see me
Superior to his threats; behold me fall
Unconquer'd still, and dread me even in death.
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The lion, late resistless found,
That sinks beneath a mortal wound,
And sees his blood distain the ground,
Will unsubdu'd appear.
Not death his fierceness can assuage;
The hunter, that could once engage
The lordly beast, his dying rage
Now strikes with panic fear.
That sinks beneath a mortal wound,
And sees his blood distain the ground,
Will unsubdu'd appear.
Not death his fierceness can assuage;
The hunter, that could once engage
The lordly beast, his dying rage
Now strikes with panic fear.
[Exit.
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