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THE MARTYR: A DRAMA.
SULPICIUS.
She knows not yet the happiness that waits her,
ORCERES.
By playful force?
SULPICIUS.
Who must be woo'd to do the thing he's proud of.
Enter Portia, dragging Syphax after her, speaking as she enters.
PORTIA.
With all thy sly affected bashfulness,
Thou 'rt bold enough to sing in Cesar's court,
With the whole senate present. (To Orceres.)
Prince of Parthia,
I knew not you were here; but yet I guess
The song which this sly creature sings so well,
Will please you also.
ORCERES.
SULPICIUS.
PORTIA.
Which you so oft have tried to recollect;