Into a shallow softness; but now, rather
Than see my country languish, I will be
Her saviour or the victim of her tyrant—400
Or one or both—for sometimes both are one;
And if I win—Arbaces is my servant.
Arb. Your servant!
Bel.Why not? better than be slave,
The pardoned slave of she Sardanapalus!
Enter Pania.
Pan. My Lords, I bear an order from the king.