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SCENE II.

Osrhoes, Pharnaspes.
Osr.
Pharnaspes, didst thou comprehend the meaning
Of Cæsar's words? To me they speak a passion
For Emirena, jealousy of thee,
And confidence in her.—Should this be true;
Should she consent to love my deadliest foe,
This vengeful sword before thy sight—but no,
I'll not believe it—she is still my daughter.

Phar.
What says my sovereign? Cæsar is too just,
And she is true—what doubts perplex your peace?

Osr.
Who doubts of ill but rarely is deceiv'd.

Phar.
I fly to seek her—you shall see—

Osr.
Then go—
But tell her not that here I lurk conceal'd
Among thy followers.

Phar.
From your daughter too
Would you be hid?

Osr.
I would, when next we meet,
Thou shalt know all my purpose.

Phar.
Yes, my king,
With her I shall return to glad your sight.

[Exit.