JUSTINA. Oh! have confidence.
CYPRIAN. My crimes are
So immense.
JUSTINA. But more immense are
His great mercies.
CYPRIAN. Then, will He
Pardon have on me?
JUSTINA. 'Tis certain.
CYPRIAN. How, if my soul surrendered
To the Demon's self, as purchase
Of thy beauty?
JUSTINA. Oh, there are not
Stars as many in the heavens,
Sands as many on the shore,
Sparks within the fire as many,
Motes as many in the beam,
On the winds so many feathers,
As the sins He can forgive.
CYPRIAN. I believe it, and am ready
Now a thousand lives to give Him.--
But I hear some people enter.
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SCENE XXIV.
FABIUS, leading in MOSCON, CLARIN, and LIVIA, as prisoners; CYPRIAN
and JUSTINA.
FABIUS. With your master and your mistress
Here remain confined together.
[Exit.
LIVIA. If THEY fancy to be Christians,
What have WE done to offend them?
MOSCON. Much: 'tis crime enough for us
That we happen to be servants.
CLARIN. Flying peril in the mountain,
I find here a greater peril.
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SCENE XXV.
A Servant. -- THE SAME.
SERVANT. The Lord Governor Aurelius
Summons Cyprian to his presence,
And Justina.
JUSTINA. Ah! how happy,
If 'tis for the wished-for ending.
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