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                            (  8  ) Now, with their death fraught tubes uprear'd The destin’d twelve were seen— And now th’explosion dire was heard That clos'd Cabeysa’s scene.

Another scene remain’d behind For Mary to supply——— She comes! mark how her tortur’d mind Speaks thro’ th’ expressive eye :

“ Forbear—will you in blood (she said) ; “ Your cruel hands imbrue? “ On me, on me your vengeance shed ‘ To me alone its due :

"Relent—and to these arms again. "The valiant youth restore. "I rave—already on the plain “ He welters in his gore.”

Advancing now. she pierc’d the croud, And reach'd the fatal place, Where, lifting trom the corse the shroud No semblanCe could she trace.

Is this—oh blasting view ! ((he cried),) “ The youth who lov’d too well ! “ His love for me the law defied "And for that love he fell.

'When will the grave this form receive "The grave to which he’s fled ! "There, only there I’ll cease to grieve.’ She spoke——And join’d the dead.

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