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The fear of death, still brave the pow'r of fortune !
Ven. My eyes grow dizzy.
Ven. Alas, thou look'st so kindly on me!
Dum. I never view'd thee
Ven. Look, look upon me still-
Dum. For nothing.
Dum. I cannot hide them.
Ven. Then didst thou love me
//en. Oh, ecstacy! which stops my parting soul,
And gives it vigour to enjoy these transports !-
Dum. Venusia !
Ven. Thy tenderness makes death delightful to me Oh, I would speak l-would answer to thy kindness My falt'ring tongue
Dum. What say'st thou ?
Ven. Cease to grievem No pain molests me every thought is calmSupport my drowsy burthen to that couchWhere death-serenely smiles. [He bears her off.
Enter FLAMINIUS, speaking to the Romans behind the
Scene, Flam. My warlike friends, Keep back-Our troops on ev'ry side advance ; I cannot long control them. Yet I tremble To enter there--By Heav'n, he lives, and sees me!
Re-enter DUMNORIX with his Sword drawn. Dum. Importunate Flaminius! art thou come To rob my dying moments of their quiet?
Flam. Forgive the crime of ignorance--Forgive,
Dum. What, when Venusia is no more?
Dum. No; and be further lesson'd by a Briton, Who, since his union with the best of women, Hath never known an interval from love,
And at this solemn pause vet melts in fondness;
Flam. I will urge
Dum. Now in my breast resume thy wonted seat, Thou manly firmness, which so oft has borne me Through ev'ry toil and danger. Oh, return, Rise o'er my sorrow, and complete thy last, Thy highest task, to close a life of gloryThey come !—Be swift, my sword-By thee to fall, Near that dear clay extended, best becomes A soldier's courage, and a husband's love. [Exit.
Enter ÆNOBARBUS, FLAMINIUS, and Romans.
Ænob. To Boadicea's quarter I advanc'd, At thy request, who, since her last defeat, Blind with despair and disappointed fury, Fled to her tent ; expiring there I found her, With one ill-fated daughter, both by poison : Nor had the friendly Emmeline escap’d, But by the swift prevention of my hand. Dost thou not thank me, whose suggestion prompted Our quick return to seize the secret pass ? Thou gav'st me freedom ; love and fame repay thee.
Flam. If thou couldst add, that Dumnorix sur
viv'd Ænob. [Looking into the tent.] Thou seest the gods
have otherwise decreed. Forbear to mingle vain regret with conquest, He hath done nobly. Fair befall his urn. Death is his triumph, which a captive life Had forfeited to Rome, with all the praise Now from the virtuous to his ashes due. Flam. Then art thou fall’n at last, thou mighty
tow'r, And more than Roman edifice of glory? See, too, Venusia, pale in death's embrace, Presents her faded beauties. Lovely ruin ! Of ev'ry grace and virtue once the seat, The last kind office from my hand receive, Which shall unite thee to thy husband's side, And to one grave your mingling reliques trust. There soon a hallow'd monument shall rise; Insculptor'd laurel with the myrtle twin'd, The well-wrought stone adorning, shall proclaim His gen'rous valour, and thy faithful love.
Spoken by FLAMINIUS.
Now we have shewn the fatal fruits of strife,