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LEADER.

Sempronius, you have acted like yourself,

One would have thought you had been half in earnest, SEMPRO NIU S....

Villain, stand off! base, groveling, worthless wretches, Mongrels in faction, poor faint-hearted traitors!

2 LEADER...

Nay, now you carry it too far, Sempronius:

Throw off the malk, there are none here but friends.

SEMPRONIUS.

Know, villains, when fuch paltry slaves presume To mix in treafon, if the plot fucceeds, 'They're thrown neglected by: but if it fails, They're fure to die like dogs, as you shall do. Here, taks thefe factious. monfters, drag 'em forth To fudden death.

Enter Guards.

1. LEADER.

Nay, fince it comes to this→→

SEM

SEMPRONIU S. Dispatch 'em quick, but first pluck out their tongues, Left with their dying breath they low sedition.

Exeunt guards with the leaders.

SCENE VII.

Syp H A X and SEMPRONIU S.

Sr P H A X.
Our first design, my friend, has prov'd abortive;
Still there remains an after-game to play:
My troops are mounted; their Numidian steeds
Snuff

up the wind, and long to scour the desart :
Let but Sempronius head us in our flight,
We'll force the gate where Marcus keeps his guard,
And hew down all that would oppofe our passage.
A day will bring us into Cæfar's camp.

s E M PR: NHƯ $. Confufion! I have fail'd of half my purpose. Marcia, the charming Marcia's left behind !

Sr P H A X.
How? will Sempronius turn a woman's fave!

SEMPRONI U'S.
Think not thy friend can ever feel the soft
Unmanly warinth, and tendernefs of love.
Syphax, I long to clasp that haughty inaid,
And bend her stubborn-virtue to my passion :

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When I have gone thus far, I'd cast her off.

S r P H A X.
Well faid! that's spoken like thyself, Sempronius.
What hinders then, but that thou find her out,
And hurry her away by manly force?

SEM PRO NI U S.
But how to gain admission for access
Is given to none but fuba, and her brothers.

Sr PH A X.
Thou shalt have Juba's dress, and Juba's guards:
The doors will open, when Numidia's prince
Seems to appear before the flaves, that watch them.

SEMPRONIU S. Heav'ns! what a thought is there! Marcia's my own! How will my bosom swell with anxious joy, When I behold her struggling in my arms, With glowing beauty, and disorder'd charms. While fear and anger, with alternate grace, Pant in her breast, and vary in her face! So Pluto seiz'd of Proserpine, convey'd To hell's tremendous gloom th' affrighted maid, There grimly sınil'd, pleas’d with the beauteous prize, Nor envy'd Jove his sun-fhine and his skies. (Exeunt

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ACT IV. SCENE I

LUCIA and MARCI A.

LUCIA.

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OW tell me, Marcia, tell me from thy foul, If thou believ'ft 'tis poffible for woman To fuffer greater ills than Lucia fuffers?

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MARCI A.

O Lucia, Lucia! might my big-fwoln heart Vent all its griefs, and give a loofe to forrow: Marcia could anfwer thee in fighs, keep pace With all thy woes, and count out tear for tear. LUCIA.

I know thou'rt doom'd alike, to be belov'd By Juba, and thy father's friend Sempronius;

But which of thefe has power to charm like Partius !

MARCIA.

Still I must beg thee not to name Sempronius!

Lucia, I like not that loud boist'rous man;
Juba to all the brav'ry of a hero

Adds fofteft love, and more than female fweetness;
Juba might make the proudeft of our sex,
Any of woman kind, but Marcia, happy.

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LUCIA.

And why not Marcia? come, you strive in vain

To hide your thoughts from one, who knows too well
The inward glowings of a heart in love.

MARCI A.

While Cato lives, his daughter has no right To love or hate, but as his choice directs.

LUCIA.

But should this father give you to Sempronius?
MARCI A.

Marc. I dare not think he will: but if he fhou'd-
Why wilt thou add to all the griefs I fuffer
Imaginary ills, and fancy'd tortures?

I hear the found of feet! they march this way!
Let us retire, and try if we can drown
Each fofter thought in sense of present danger.
When love once pleads admiffion to our hearts
(In fpite of all the virtue we can boaft)

The woman that deliberates is loft.

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[Exeunt.

SCENE

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