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This dagger then may free me from his pow'r,
Enter Dionysius and CALIPPUs, with several
Dio. Herewill Imocktheir siege!herestand at bay, And brave them to the last.
Cal. Our weary foes Desist from the pursuit.
Dio. Tho' all betray me, Tho' every god conspire, I will not yield. If I must fall, the temple's pond’rous roof, The mansion of the gods combin’d against me, Shall first be crush'd, and lie in ruin with me. Euphrasia here! Detested, treach'rous woman! For my revenge preserv'd —By Heav'n, 'tis well; Vengeance awaits thy guilt, and this good sword Thus sends thee to atone the bleeding victims This night has massacred.
Cal. [Holding Dionysius’s Arm.] My liege, for
Her life preserv'd may plead your cause with Greece,
Div. Presumptuous slave?
Enter EvanDER, from the Tomb.
Eva. Horror! forbear!—Thou murd'rer, hold thy hand The gods behold thee, horrible assassin . -Restrain the blow ; it were a stab to Heav'n ; F
All nature shudders at it !—Will no friend
Yes, first she strikes; an injur'd daughter's arm
A Flourish of Trumpets. Enter Phocion, MELANTHON, PHILOTAs, &c.
Phoc. Now let the monster yield.—My best Eu- phrasia |
Eup. My lord l—my Phocion'—welcome to my
Lo! there the wonders of Euphrasia's arm!
Phoc. And is the proud one fall’n The dawn shall
A spectacle for public view. Euphrasia!
Eva. To her direct thy looks; there fix thy praise,
Phoc. It has.
Bva. Where is Timoleon 2
Phoc. He guards the citadel; there gives his orders To calm the uproar, and recal from carnage His conqu'ring troops.
Eup. Oh! onee again, my father, Thy sway shall bless the land. Not for himself Timoleon conquers; to redress the wrongs Of bleeding Sicily, the hero comes. Thee, good Melanthon, thee, thou gen’rous man, His justice shall reward. Thee too, Philotas, Whose sympathizing heart could feel the touch Qf soft humanity, the hero's bounty, His brightest honours, shall be lavish'd on thee. Evander, too, will place you near his throne ; And show mankind, ev’n on this shore of being, That virtue still shall meet its sure reward.
Phil. I am rewarded: feelings, such as mine, Are worth all dignities; my heart repays me.
Eva. Come, let us seek Timoleon; to his care I will commend ye both: for now, alas! Thrones and dominions now no more for me. To thee I give my crown: yes, thou, Euphrasia, Shalt reign in Sicily. And, oh!ye Pow’rs, In that bright eminence of care and peril, Watch over all her ways; conduct and guide The goodness you inspir’d; that she may prove, If eer distress like mine invade the land, A parent to her people; stretch the ray Qf filial piety to times unborn, That men may hear her unexampled virtue, wn And learn to emulate “The Grecian Daughter,