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e. ARSACES. My eyes shall e'er two running fountains be, And wet thy urn with overflowing tears, Joy ne'er again within my breast shall find A residence--Oh! speak, once more-- EVANTHE. Life's just out-- My Father--Oh! protect his honour'd age, And give him shelter from the storms of fate, He's long been fortune's sport--Support me--Ah!-- I can no more--my glass is spent--farewell-- Forever--Arsaces!--Oh! [_Dies._ ARSACES. Stay, oh! stay, Or take me with thee--dead! she's cold and dead! Her eyes are clos'd, and all my joys are flown-- Now burst ye elements, from your restraint, Let order cease, and chaos be again. Break! break, tough heart!--oh! torture--life dissolve-- Why stand ye idle? Have I not one friend To kindly free me from this pain? One blow, One friendly blow would give me ease. BARZAPHERNES. The Gods Forefend!--Pardon me, Royal Sir, if I Dare, seemingly disloyal, seize your sword, Despair may urge you far-- ARSACES. Ha! traitors! rebels!-- Hoary rev'rend Villain! what, disarm me? Give me my sword--what, stand ye by, and see Your Prince insulted? Are ye rebels all?-- BARZAPHERNES. Be calm, my gracious Lord! GOTARZES. Oh! my lov'd Brother! ARSACES. Gotarzes too! all! all! conspir'd against me? Still, are ye all resolv'd that I must live, And feel the momentary pangs of death?-- Ha!--this, shall make a passage for my soul-- [_Snatches BARZAPHERNES' sword._ Out, out vile cares, from your distress'd abode-- [_Stabs himself._ BARZAPHERNES. Oh! ye eternal Gods! GOTARZES. Distraction! heav'ns! I shall run mad-- ARSACES. Ah! 'tis in vain to grieve-- The steel has done its part, and I'm at rest.-- Gotarzes, wear my crown, and be thou blest, Cherish, Barzaphernes, my trusty chief-- I faint, oh! lay me by Evanthe's side-- Still wedded in our deaths--Bethas-- BARZAPHERNES. Despair, My Lord, has broke his heart, I saw him stretch'd, Along the flinty pavement, in his gaol-- Cold, lifeless-- ARSACES. He's happy then--had he heard This tale, he'd--Ah! Evanthe chides my soul, For ling'ring here so long--another pang An
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