Even from our altars? Haste! withdraw the veil,
In which her guilty face is shrouded close.
Ha! their magic mocks my sight! I seem to see
What cannot be——Margarita!
Answer, if thou art she!”
His mind was agonized at the thoughts of her position: silently, to himself, he says—
“————————This pale and false Vopiscus
Hath from great Probus wrung his easy mandate;
Him Asia owns her præfect, if Olybius
Obey not this fell edict.” * * *