[_Exit_.
Music. Two Priestesses go up the steps before the shrine, draw the
curtains on either side (discovering the Goddess), then open the gates
and remain on steps, one on either side, and kneel. A priestess goes
off and returns with a veil of marriage, then assists Phoebe to veil
Camma. At the same time Priestesses enter and stand on either side of
the Temple. Camma and all the Priestesses kneel, raise their hands to
the Goddess, and bow down.
[_Shouts_, 'Synorix! Synorix!' _All rise_.
CAMMA.
Fling wide the doors, and let the new-made children
Of our imperial mother see the show.
[_Sunlight pours through the doors_.
I have no heart to do it. (_To Phoebe_). Look for me!
[_Crouches_. PHOEBE _looks out_.
[_Shouts_, 'Synorix! Synorix!'
PHOEBE.
He climbs the throne. Hot blood, ambition, pride
So bloat and redden his face--O would it were
His third last apoplexy! O bestial!
O how unlike our goodly Sinnatus.
CAMMA (_on the ground_).
You wrong him surely; far as the face goes
A goodlier-looking man than Sinnatus.
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