_Nis._ We will weep for you, Sir: farewel. [_Exeunt._ _Dor._ Farewell to all our happiness, a long farewel. Thou angry power, whether of Heaven or Hell, Thou laist this sharp correction on our Kingdom For our offences, infinite and mighty! Oh hear me, and at length be pleas'd, be pleas'd With pity to draw back thy vengeance, Too heavy for our weakness; and accept, (Since it is your discretion, heavenly Wisdoms, To have it so) this sacrifice for all, That now is flying to your happiness, Only for you most fit: let all our sins suffer in him. [_A shout within._ Gods, what's the matter? I hope 'tis joy; How now my Lords? _Enter_ Agenor _and_ Nisus. _Nis._ I'll tell you with that little breath I have; More joy than you dare think, The Prince is safe from danger. _Dor._ How! _Age._ 'Tis true, and thus it was; his hour was come To lose his life, he ready for the stroke, Nobly, and full of Saint-like patience, Went with his Guard: which when the people saw, Compassion first went out, mingled with tears, That bred desires, and whispers to each other, To do some worthy kindness for the Prince, And e'r they understood well how to do, Fury stept in, and taught them what to do, Thrusting on every hand to rescue him, As a white innocent: then flew the roar Through all the streets, of _Save him, save him, save him_: And as they cry'd, they did; for catching up Such sudden weapons as their madness shew them In short, they beat the Guard, and took him from 'em, And now march with him like a royal Army. _Dor._ Heaven, heaven I thank thee, What a slave was I to have my hand so far from This brave rescue, 't 'ad been a thing to brag on When I was old. Shall we run for a wager to the Next Temple, and give thanks? _Nis._ As fast as wishes. _Enter_ Leucippus _and_ Ismenus: _the people within stops_. _Leu._ Good friends goe home again, there's not a man shall goe with me. _Isme._ Will you not take revenge? I'll call them on. _Leuc._ All that love me, depart: I thank you, and will serve you for your loves: But I will thank you more to suffer me To govern 'em: once more, I do beg ye, For my sake to your houses. _All within._ Gods preserve you. _Ism._ And what house will you goe to? _Leu. Ismenus_, I will take the wariest courses that I can think of to defend my self, but not offend. _Isme._ You may kill your Mother, and never offend your Father, an honest man. _Leu._ Thou know'st I can scape now, that's all I look for: I'll leave.