Part 5 (2/2)

Soon shall Timoleon with resistless force, Burst yon devoted walls.

_Eva._ Timoleon!

_Eup._ Yes.

The brave Timoleon, with the pow'r of Greece; Another day shall make this city his.

_Eva._ Timoleon come to vindicate my rights!

Oh! thou shalt reign in Sicily! my child Shall grace her father's throne. Indulgent Heaven!

Pour down your blessings on this best of daughters; To her and Phocion give Evander's crown; Let them, oh! let them both in virtue wear it, And in due time transmit it to their boy!

_Enter PHILOTAS._

_Phil._ All things are apt; the drowsy sentinel Lies hush'd in sleep; I'll marshall thee the way Down the steep rock.

_Eup._ Oh! let us quickly hence.

_Eva._ The blood but loiters in these frozen veins: Do you, whose youthful spirit glows with life, Do you go forth, and leave this mould'ring corpse.

To me had Heav'n decreed a longer date, It ne'er had suffer'd a fell monster's reign, Nor let me see the carnage of my people.

Farewell, Euphrasia; in one lov'd embrace To these remains pay the last obsequies, And leave me here to sink to silent dust.

_Eup._ And will you, then, on self destruction bent, Reject my prayer, nor trust your fate with me.

_Eva._ Trust thee, Euphrasia? Trust in thee, my child?

Though life's a burden I could well lay down, Yet I will prize it, since bestow'd by thee.

Oh! thou art good; thy virtue soars a flight For the wide world to wonder at; in thee, Hear it all nature, future ages hear it, The father finds a parent in his child. [_Exeunt._

ACT THE THIRD.

SCENE I.

_A Rampart near the Harbour._

_Enter DIONYSIUS._

_Dio._ Base deserters!

Curse on their Punic faith! did they once dare To grapple with the Greek? Ere yet the main Was ting'd with blood, they turn'd their s.h.i.+ps averse.

May storms and tempests follow in their rear, And dash their fleet upon the Lybian sh.o.r.e!

_Enter CALIPPUS._

_Cal._ My liege, Timoleon, where the harbour opens, Has storm'd the forts, and even now his fleet Pursues its course, and steers athwart the bay.

_Dio._ Ruin impends; and yet, if fall it must, I bear a mind to meet it undismay'd, Unconquer'd ev'n by Fate.

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