Weighs down the soldier's eye. Afflicted fair,

Thy couch invites thee. When the tumult's o'er,

Thou'lt see Evander with redoubled joy.

Though now unequal to the cares of empire

His age sequester him, yet honours high[Pg 15]

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Shall gild the ev'ning of his various day.

Eup. For this benignity accept my thanks.

They gush in tears, and my heart pours its tribute.

Dio. Perdiccas, ere the morn's revolving light

Unveil the face of things, do thou despatch

A well-oar'd galley to Hamilcar's fleet;

At the north point of yonder promontory,

Let some selected officer instruct him

To moor his ships, and issue on the land.

Then may Timoleon tremble: vengeance then

Shall overwhelm his camp, pursue his bands,

With fatal havoc, to the ocean's margin,

And cast their limbs to glut the vulture's famine,

In mingled heaps upon the naked shore.

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