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You mean to take advantage of my state,
Amph. We'll hear no more
Off. This is not our duty.
Off. Murder of a king is not our duty.
Amph. Mutinous slaves! for you I'll find a time. —Sir. [To Agis.
Agis. Touch me not, for uncompell'd I go To meet my destiny. Weep not for me.
[To an Officer.
O! thou whose nature suits not thy employment, Weep not for me! I would not change conditions With these bad men. I shall not feel the woes That thou and all must feel, the woes of Sparta! O !" might my death avail my much-loved country, I'd die as joyful then, as fearless now.
[Exit Agis, guarded.
Amph. Atone your insolence by prompt obedience,
Or death's your portion. [ To an Officer.
[Exeunt with Agis.
Manent Amphares, &p.
Amph. Magistrates of Sparta!
Manent Amphares and the Spartan who entered with Agis.
Amph. Haste to the Thracian captain, and
require him To send his prisoner Lysander hither.
Agis removed, and turbulent Lysander,
Enter Messenger from the Dungeon.
Mess. The executioners refuse their office:
Amph. Again those fables of the villain priests
Mess. Shall it, my lord?
Amph, Ye sons of bold ambition, learn of me: Trust not the survey of another's eye: Your dangerous voyage needs a pilot's care, Who never quits the helm.
Spar. We are betray'd. Lysander
Amph. What of him? Speak—faulter not.
Spar. Is fled.
Amph. Whither? With whom?—Eternal Gods!
Spar. The guards have set him free; the open
gates I saw, and entering search'd the empty tower.
Amph. That traitor Euxus !—Now let me resolve, And quickly too.
Spar. The people are alarm'd,
Amph. Curst be their tribes!
Amph. This hour she dies. I've sent a trusty slave
Vol. i. S
To end her woes. But the Athenian maid,
Ampli. Malignant powers! or blind unerring
Fate, This is your work: now you assert your empire.
Mess. My lord, the troops of Euxus have revolted.
Rhinalces visited this night each post,
AmpJi. By heaven and earth, Lysander! Ha! proceed,
Mess. The sudden onset, and the cloud of night, The traitors favour'd; some escaped our swords, But many more in the sharp combat fell.
Amph. Did their fierce leader fall?
Mess. Above the rest