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And stoop to thee, thou moving piece of earth!
Cas. By your own life, the greatest oath, I swear
Rox. Cassander rise ; 'tis ample expiation.
Poly. The bow'rs of great Semiramis are made The scene of love ; Perdiccas holds the guard.
Case Now is your time, while Alexander revels,
Rox. By me they die, Perdiccas and Statira ;
Rival, rejoice, and pleas'd resign thy breath; Roxana's vengeance grants thee noble death. [Exit.
Cas. All but her Jove this Semele disdains. We must be quick-she may perhaps betray The great design, aud frustrate our revenge.
Poly. Has Philip got instructions how to act ?
Cas. He has, my friend, and, faithful to our cause, Resolves to execute the fatal order. Bear him this vial it contains a poison Of that exalted force, that deadly nature, Should Æsculapius drink it, in five hours (For then it works) the god himself were mortal : I drew it from Nonacris' horrid spring ; Mix'd with his wine a single drop gives death, And sends him howling to the shades below.
Poly. I know its power, for I have seen it try'd; Pains of all sorts thro' ev'ry nerve and art'ry At once it scatters--burns at once, and freezes, Till by extremity of torture forc'd The soul consents to leave her joyless home, And seeks for ease in worlds unknown to this.
Cas. Now let us part: with Thessalus and Philip Haste to the banquet At his second call Let this be given him, and it crowns our hopes. Now, Alexander, now, we'll soon be quits ; Death for a blow is interest indeed.
The Palace. ALEXANDER, PERDICCAS, CASSAN
DER, POLYPERCHON, EUMENES, discovered at a
[A flourish of Trumpets, Alex. To our immortal health and our fair queen's: All drink it deep; and while the bowl
[Flourish of Trumpets.
Enter CLYTUS, Hephestion, and LYSIMACHUS
should preserve Lysimachus?
Heph. Dread sirl you did.
Alex. What then
Heph. Ere we arriv'd
Clyt. On them were gauntlets; such was his desir
In death to show the difference betwixt
Heph. With unconcern the gallant prince advanc'd
Clyt. Agile and vigorous, he avoids the shock With a slight wound, and as the lion turn'd Thrust gauntlet, arm and all into his throat, And with Herculean strength tears forth the tongue : Foaming and bloody, the disabled savage Sunk to the earth, and plough'd it with his teeth; While with an active bound your conq'ring soldier Leap'd on his back, and dash'd his scull in pieces.
Alex. By all my laurels 't was a godlike act!
Ev'n when I show'd the greatest want of rev'rence I could have dy'd with rapture in your
service. Alex. Lysimachus, we both have been transported: But from this hour be certain of my heart. A lion be the impress of thy shield; And that gold armour we from Porus won Thy king presents thee- -But thy wounds ask rest.
Lys. I have no wounds, dread sir ! or if I had, Where they all mortal they should stream unminded When Alexander was the glorious health. Alex. Thy hand, Hephestion; clasp him to thy
heart, And wear him ever near thee, Parisatis Shall now be his who serves me best in war. Neither reply, but mark the charge give; Live, live as friends--you will, you must, you shall: 'Tis a god gives you life.
Clyt. On, monstrous vanity!
Alex. By my kindred gods
Clyt. I've done.
robe there. Take it and wear it.
Clyt. Sir, the wine, the weather,
Alex. Oh, it is not well! I'd rather perish, burn, Than be so singular and froward.