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We'll look to him as well! Thanks for your news! Men. (Towering up) Though every god in heaven gave thee blood Yet would I spill it! (Lifts his sword; suddenly drops it and falls, pressing his heart. Ninus and Vassin watch him silently until he is still) Nin. Dead? Vas. (Stooping) Ay, dead, my lord. Nin. I would have spared him though I threatened death. Vas. Have spared the coward? Why, your majesty? Nin. Semiramis has spirit passing woman's; I have no hope to force her to my arms, And I'd have wrought her heart to tenderness By mercy to her father. Love is my aim! All else I can command--but that--Guards here! (Enter Armin and Haddo) Not you--my own! But wait--a word! Where sleeps Menones? Arm. (Pointing) There, O king! (The body of Menones lies behind the king and Vassin, unseen by the guards. Exeunt Armin and Haddo. Enter the king's guards) Nin. Take up this body. Place it within. (Guards go in with Menones' body) Vas. What would you do, my lord? Nin. You'll know in time. (Re-enter guards) Hark! You saw nothing! Guards. (Bowing to floor) Nothing. O mighty Ninus! (Exeunt) Nin. I will have her love! Vassin, this story of her goddess birth Is true! Vas. How knows your majesty? Nin. It speaks In all her motions. Every glance and grace Revouches it. E'en your dull eye must know Her beauty is immortal, though her life Is forfeit to the clay and must have end. Vas. Thou'lt find another fair! Youth blooms and goes! Nin. Not such as hers! Her brow's a holy page Where chiselling Time dare never set a mark! The sun hath been her lover, and so deep Hath touched her locks with fire no winter hand May shake his kisses out! Vas. Why, thou'rt in love! (Confused voices without. A messenger runs in and falls at the feet of the king) Nin. Speak, sir! Mes. Assyria wins! The Armenians fly
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