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68 His policy is such a labyrinth, That many a time when I have thought myself Close at his side, he's gone at once, and left me Ignorant of the ground where I was standing. He lends the enemy his ear, permits me To write to them, to Arnheim; to Sesina Himself comes forward blank and undisguis'd; Talks with us by the hour about his plans, And when I think I have him—off at once He has slipp'd from me, and appears as if He had no scheme, but to retain his place.

He give up his old plans! I'll tell you, friend! His soul is occupied with nothing else, Even in his sleep—They are his thoughts, his dreams That day by day he questions for this purpose The motions of the planets

Ay! you know This night, that is now coming, he with Shuts himself up in the astrological tower To make joint observations—for I hear, It is to be a night of weight and crisis, And something great, and of long expectation, Is to make its procession in the heaven.

Come! be we bold and make dispatch. The work In this next day or two must thrive and grow More