There’s nothing certain in’t but this remaraue, W ho thinks all clear, muft know that all isdark.
S A B I N A . Let’s give our confidence a larger fcope, And entertain a reafonable hope *, When Heaven begins to grant-what we have fought, They that diftruft itsfiniles deferve them n o t; W e hinder often whatwefofufpetft, And fend back comfort by that rude neglcfh
C A M I L L A . Heaven governs us, without our own confents, And we are paffive in thefe great events.