And freed his Friend What Man cou'd do, I did,
Nor was I overpower'd, but betray'd.
O my lov'd Friend! with better Grace we stood
In Arms repelling Death, wading in Blood
To Victories; the manly Limb that trod
Firm and erect, beneath a treble Load
Of pond'rous Mail, these shameful Bonds disdains,
And sinks beneath th' inglorious Weight of Chains.
Flox. Where shall the Brave and Good for Refuge run
When to be virtuous is to be undone?
Sure Jupiter's depos'd, some Giant rules
An impious World, contriv'd for Knaves and Fools.
Arcab. He Spoke, and ev'ry Accent to my Heart
Gave a fresh Wound, and was another Dart:
He weepsbut reddens at the Tears that fall
Is it for these? Be quick, and free 'em all.
How is it that I love, if he complains?
Hence ev'ry Grief, and ev'ry anxious Care,
Mix with the Seas and Winds, raise Tempests there:
Strike all your Strings, to joyful Measures move,
And ev'ry Voice found Liberty and Love.
Liberty. Arcabon frees Amadis her self.
