About them, my heart is seeking
But a vent for its own pain.


[footnote] * The five-lined rhymed stanza here recommences, and
continues to the end of the scene.


JUSTINA. Half in wonder and dismay
At the vile address you make me,
Reason, speech, alike forsake me,
And I know not what to say.
Never in the slightest way
Have your clients had from me
Encouragement for this embassy --
Florus never -- Lelius no:--
Of the scorn that I can show
Let then this a warning be.

CYPRIAN. If I, knowing that you loved
Some one else, would dare to seek
Your regard, my love were weak,
And could justly be reproved.
But here seeing you stand unmoved,
Like a rock mid raging seas,
No extraneous miseries
Make me say I love you now.
'Tis not for my friends I bow,
So your warning hear with ease. --
To Lelius what shall I say?