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MANDANE: 
Still silence reigns around, suspicion sleeps
And unperceiv'd, you may escape these walls

ARBACES:  
Adieu my Love O think on thy Arbaces

ARBACES:  
O cruel parting! 
How can I survive?
Divided thus from all that's sweet and fair
From her for whom alone I live

(Enter ARTABANES)

ARBACES:
Ye cruel Gods, what crime have I committed 
To draw relentless vengeance on my head?
Semira! Sister! Hear me with compassion

ARBACES:
Appearance, I must own, is strong against me
But truth is on my side: I'm innocent

ARTAXERXES:  
Pray Heav'n thou may'st but till the Law

ARBACES:  
Amid a thousand racking woes
I pant, I tremble, and I feel
Cold blood from ev'ry vein distil
And clog my lab'ring heart
(Exit)

ARBACES:  
Nor here my searching eyes can find Mandane
Fain would my heart, before eternal exile
Indulge its fondness with a last adieu
Perhaps this

MANDANE, ARBACES: 
Fair Aurora, prithee stay
O retard, unwelcome day:
Think what anguish rends my breast,
Thus caressing, thus caress'd,
From

ARBACES:  
O too lovely, too unkind
If my lips no credit find
Pierce my breast, my heart shall prove 
Strong in virtue, firm in love
Guiltless,

deserves
Hold, Artabanes, dear Mandane, stay
Semira, leave me not in this distress...  
Where is my friend Arbaces?

ARTABANES:
He was forbid the Court by

father's death so heavy lies
Upon my absent friend but since Arbaces
Denies the accusation, let the father
Whose virtues have endear'd him to our favour
Be

ARBACES:  
For thee I live, my dearest
But if I meet disdain
For thee, my dear, I'll die

MANDANE:  
How lovely thou appearest
My blushes will

ARBACES:  
Why is death for ever late
To conclude a wretch's woe?
Those who live in happy state
Feel too soon the untimely blow

from a just revenge
For, oh, I feel the tyrant love within
He rends my heart, he struggles for Arbaces
Help me, kind Gods, to tear away his image

ARTABANES:  
So far my great resolve succeeds
(Enter ARBACES under guard)

Approach, Arbaces... 
And you, his guards, in the next chamber wait

ARBACES:  
Behold, my King, Arbaces at thy feet

ARTAXERXES:  
O still my friend! Come to my grateful breast

MANDANE:  
Yet that my brother may with

ARTABANES:  
My son, Arbaces... where art thou retir'd?
Sure he should hear my voice... What ho, Arbaces! 
O Heav'n! Guards, watch the entrance

ARTAXERXES:  
See, lov'd Semira
How Heav'n conspires the ruin of Arbaces!

SEMIRA:  
Inhuman tyrant!
You first destroy your friend
And then bewail

ARBACES:  
By that belov'd embrace
By this my fond adieu
Deplore my hapless case
Condemn'd, alas, by you!
Appease my love, my truth commend
Yourself

ARBACES: 
Disdainful you fly me
In anger exclaim
All comfort deny me
And murder my fame

No grief can the heart
To pity incline
That bears not a part

ARTAXERXES:  
Guards, speed ye to the tower
And instantly conduct Arbaces to me

ARTABANES:  
Good my Lord
Think not the partial fondness of a father

ARBACES: 
Disdainful you fly me
In anger exclaim
All comfort deny me
And murder my fame

No grief can the heart
To pity incline
That bears not a part

Led by false Rimenes
They forc'd the gates and enter'd, when Arbaces
Departing to eternal banishment
His single breast oppos'd, and swore to die
In his

ARBACES:  
Of his country ever free
There the royal father see!

TUTTI:  
To the patron of our laws
Pierce the air with loud applause

SEMIRA, ARTABANES:

ARBACES:  
Alas, thou know'st that for my love to thee
The King, great Xerxes, thy too rigid Father
Has banish'd me from the Palace should he hear