[Camilla kneels as though stunned beside the prostrate body.
Tiberius. Ah me! Ah me! Virginia!
[Sinks beside her.
(Curtain.)
It rises again to show the collected army, with Virginius and Icilius at the head. Appius is about to leave the seat, his cloak around his head. Several lictors have fallen to the ground. Camilla still kneels beside the body, gazing vacantly before her. Virginia's dark hair falls like a shroud around her.
(Curtain.)
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