CLARIN. That's a bounce; for not a tear,
When this day her house I entered,
Did she shed, and there I found thee
Sitting with her quite contented.
LIVIA. But this day is not a fast.
CLARIN. Yes, it is; for I remember
That the day I went away
Was my day.
LIVIA. Oh! that's an error.
MOSCON. Yes, I see how that arises,
This year is a year bissextile,
And our days are now the same.
CLARIN. Well, I'm satisfied, 'tis better
That a man should not too deeply
Pry into such things. -- Good heavens!--
[The sound of a great tempest is heard.
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SCENE XXVII.
The Governor, a crowd of People; then FABIUS, LELIUS, and FLORUS, all
astonished; afterwards The Demon.
LIVIA. Sure the house is tumbling down.
MOSCON. How terrific! what a tempest!
GOVERNOR. Doubtless in disastrous ruin
Topple down the walls of heaven
[The tempest is renewed, and enter FABIUS, LELIUS, and FLORUS.
FABIUS. Scarcely on the public scaffold
Had the headsman's hand dissevered
Cyprian and Justina's necks,
When the earth, even to its centre,
Seemed to tremble.
LELIUS. And a cloud,
From whose burning womb extended
The wild lightnings, the loud thunders,
Awful embryos were projected,
Fell upon us.
FLORUS. From which issued
A most horrid, most repelling
Shape, who on the scaly shells
Of a mailed and mighty serpent,
O'er the scaffold made a sign
Motioning silence and attention.
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