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I own I am perplex'd and scarcely know

'Gainst whom to point the shaft of my suspicion,

Whether the priestess aids the captives' flight,

Or they themselves clandestinely contrive it.

'Tis rumor'd that the ship which brought them here

Is lurking somewhere in a bay conceal'd.

This stranger's madness, these new lustral rites,

The specious pretext for delay, excite

Mistrust, and call aloud for vigilance.