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'' discovered sitting by a table reading. After a little time he lays down his book, and continues in a thoughtful posture. Enter to him '' Jane. Thanks, gentle brother.— (Pointing to the book.) Thy willing mind has been right well employ'd. Did not thy heart warm at the fair display Of peace and concord and forgiving love?

De Mon. I know resentment may to love be turn'd; Tho' keen and lasting, into love as strong: And fiercest rivals in th' ensanguin'd field Have cast their brandish'd weapons to the ground, Joining their mailed breasts in close embrace, With gen'rous impulse fir'd. I know right well The darkest, fellest wrongs have been forgiven Seventy times o'er from blessed heavenly love: I've heard of things like these; I've heard and wept. But what is this to me?

Jane.All, all, my brother! It bids thee too that noble precept learn, To love thine enemy.

De Mon. Th' uplifted stroke that would a wretch destroy Gorg'd with my richest spoil, stain'd with my blood,