arise. The disunited he alone unites, The weak with hope he strengthens, and the strong With justice.

Osma. Wait: praise him when time hath given A soundness and consistency to praise: He shares it amply who bestows it right.

Ram. Doubtest thou?

Osma. Be it so: let us away; New courtiers come—

Ram. And why not join the new. Let us attend him, and congratulate; Come on, they enter.

Osma. This is now my post p. 62No longer: I could face them in the field, I cannot here.

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Ram. Tomorrow all may change; Be comforted.

Osma. I want nor change nor comfort.

Ram. The prisoner’s voice!

Osma. The metropolitans? Triumph he may—not over me forgiven. This way, and thro’ the chapel—none are there.

ACT III. SCENE 3.

Opas and Sisabert.

Opas

Sisabert

Opas. The royal threat still sounds along these halls; Hardly his foot hath past them, and he flees From his own treachery—all his pride, his hopes, Are scatter’d at a breath; even courage fails Now falsehood sinks from under him: behold, p. 63Again art thou where reign’d thy ancestors; Behold the chapel of thy earliest prayers, Where I, whose chains are sunder’d at thy sight Ere they could close around these aged limbs, Received and blest thee, when thy mother’s arm Was doubtful if it loosed thee! with delight Have I observed the promises we made Deeply imprest and manfully perform’d. Now, to thyself beneficent, O prince, Never henceforth renew those weak complaints Against Covilla’s vows 

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