I fear to ask it, lives Evander still?

Mel. Alas, he lives imprisoned in the rock.

Thou must withdraw thee hence; regain once more

Timoleon's camp! alarm his slumb'ring rage;

Assail the walls; thou with thy phalanx seek

The subterraneous path; that way at night

The Greeks may enter, and let in destruction

On the astonish'd foe.

Phoc. By Heav'n I will;[Pg 33]

[Pg 33]

My breath shall wake his rage; this very night

When sleep sits heavy on the slumb'ring city,

Then Greece unsheaths her sword, and great revenge

Shall stalk with death and horror o'er the ranks

Of slaughter'd troops a sacrifice to freedom!

But first let me behold Euphrasia.

Mel. Hush

Thy pent-up valour: to a secret haunt

I'll guide thy steps; there dwell, and in apt time

I'll bring Euphrasia to thy longing arms.

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