Dou. I live again.—But hold—

Raby. The truly brave are still the truly gen'rous;

Dou. By Heaven, thou counsel'st well! it shall be done.

Raby. Farewell, Douglas.

[exit.

Dou. Northumberland is dead—that thought is peace!

[exit.

ACT THE THIRD.

SCENE I. A GARDEN AT RABY CASTLE, WITH A BOWER.

 Enter Percy and Sir Hubert. 

Sir H. That Percy lives, and is return'd in safety,

Per. I've told thee, good Sir Hubert, by what wonder

Sir H. 'Twas strange, indeed!

Per. 'Twas Heaven's immediate work!

Sir H. Is this the man

Per. O Hubert, Hubert, to a soul enamour'd,

Sir H. I should not be believ'd in Percy's camp,

Per. Enough of conquest, and enough of war!

Sir H. Percy, thou hast seen the musk-rose, newly blown,

Per. So tender and so true!

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