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CLELIA. The Second Part. (Book 2)
BOOK I.
O Ye gods, cry'd out Aronces, with a doleful accent, viewing the seve∣ral ways, whereof it was now in his power to take his choice, into what a strange confusion am I re∣duced! Why do you not either either enlighten my mind, or force my Will? Or why must I be ignorant of what I ought, or might, or would do? It is indeed high time, replied Amilcar, to resolve on something; for when all is done, you must either for the Camp or for Rome. It is resolv'd, replied immediately Aron∣ces; it is resolv'd, and what ever may be the event, I must go thither where Clelia is, and there expect how Fortune shall dispose of us. The Sage Sivelia will haply favour me with a retirement, she well knows the tender affection of her Son Herminius towards me, she hates the Tyrant, and loves Ver∣tue, which is motive enough to oblige her to do me any good office. If I repair to the Camp, continu∣ed he, I shall be discovered to be the Son of Porsen∣nas, secured, and sent to Clusium, without being able to do any thing for Clelia. In the mean time it is easily conceived she will want assistance, whether Tarquin consider her as the Daughter of his Enemy; or look on her as a Servant; or that Prince Sextus forgetting the beauty of Lucrecia, be absolutely sub∣dued by hers. Therefore my dear Amilcar do you repair to the Camp, and there employ that noble Talent which the gods have bestowed on you, cun∣ningly to divert Tarquin from causing any search to be made for me at Rome; nay acquaint not even Sextus himself with my resolution thither; be both the Protector of Clelia's fortune and mine; engage our friends to contribute their services; and to be short omit nothing which your generosity, friend∣ship, or courage shall suggest unto you, as sit to be done.
This said, Aronces and Amilcar resolved on a cer∣tain place, where they should hear from each other, and so parted, the former making towards Rome, the other to the Camp. Amilcar made such speed, that recovering the time which he had spent with his friend, he overtook Prince Sextus before he had reach'd the Camp, which he did purposely, that he might be an eye-witness of the first transports of Tarquin, when he should understand that Aronces was not in his power. But having joyned with this Prince, and those which accompanied him, Col∣latine asked him where Aronces was; whereto A∣milcar answering, that he had lost sight of him in the Wood, and believ'd he would soon overtake them: Sextus, who was satisfied, he would not re∣turn, and had his imagination filled with the beauty of Lucrecia, began to play upon Collatine, and told him that Aronces was fallen in love with his Wife, and haply was returned to Collatia. Be it so my Lord, replied Collatine smiling, you may lament the misfortune of your Friend; for as to the humour of Lucrecia, if I were not her Husband, I would never be her Servant, were I not resolved to be the most wretched of all Men. Hah Collatine (replied Amilcar, who made it his business to divert the com∣pany from thinking on Aronces) what a happy Man are you to be Husband to one of the greatest Beauties in the World, and yet be guilty of no Jea∣lousie? It is indeed, says the Prince of Pometia, a very rare thing. I am of your mind, replied Sex∣tus smartly, but when all is done it is not so strange that Collatine should not be jealous of a Woman that never sees any body, one that views not her own beauty, and one so jealous of her self, that she will not be seen by any. What Sextus says, re∣plied Artimedorus, is questionless considerable, yet the felicity of Collatine, is not to be esteemed the less, who is married to one who only loves him and solitude. For my part, said the pleasant Zenocra∣tes, I should rather wish to be a while jealous, then to have my wife given so to solitude. But I, replied Collatine, am very well pleased with mine, not that if she were of an humour to be as gallant as they say your Grecian and African Ladies are, I should be ever the more jealous. You would indeed do very well in that, replied Amilcar, for to speak tru∣ly, jealousie in a Husband many times hastens the misfortune by fears, since that his jealousies ren∣dring him hateful to his wife, she most com∣monly bestows all the love she abates him, upon some other.
Such was the discourse this merry company en∣tertained themselves with, when they came to the Camp: but they had scarcely reached Sextus's Tent, but he sees a Man conducted by an Officer of Tarquin's who very earnestly viewed all those which followed him, whence he inferred, that it must be that Envoy of the King of Clusium, who came to