He knows me.
He is the intimate friend and kinsman of Philocrates. Not Salvation
_herself_ [1] can save me now, _even_ if she wishes; nor have
I any means _of escape_, unless, perchance, I devise some artifice
in my mind. (_He meditates._) Plague on it!--how? What can I
contrive?--what can I think of? Some very great folly and trifling I
shall have to begin with. I'm quite at a loss. (_He retires
aside._)
[Footnote 1: _Not Salvation herself_)--Ver. 535. This was a
proverbial expression among the Romans. "Salus," "Safety" or
"Salvation," was worshipped as a Goddess at Rome. It is well observed,
in Thornton's translation, that the word "Salus" may, without
irreverence, be translated "Salvation," on no less authority than that
of Archbishop Tillotson. "If," says he, "men will continue in their
sins, the redemption brought by Christ will be of no advantage to them;
such as obstinately persist in an impenitent course," "ipsa si velit
Salus, servare non potest." "Salvation itself cannot save them."]
SCENE IV.--_Enter_ HEGIO, ARISTOPHONTES, _and_ SLAVES, _from
the house._
HEG. Whither am I to say, now, that that man has betaken himself from
the house out of doors?
TYND. (_apart_). Now, for a very certainty, I'm done for; the
enemies are coming to you, Tyndarus! What shall I say?--what shall I
talk of? What shall I deny, or what confess? All matters are reduced to
uncertainty.
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