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This night a Douglas your protection claims ; A wife! a mother! Pity's softest names : The story of her woes indulgent hear, And grant your suppliant all she begs, a tear. In confidence she begs; and hopes to find Each English breast, like noble Percy's, kind.
In days of classic fame, when Persia's Lord
Such proud pre-eminence not valour gave,
Above the rest the Tragic Muse admired
The Tragic Muse each glorious record kept,
Here let me cease, impatient for the scene ;
* See the Persai of Æschylus.
This night our scenes no common tear demand,