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Whate'er you now may lose You'll find in Moscow twenty-fold again. BIELSKY. Two hundred more wait in the tavern yonder; If you will show yourself, and drain a cup With them, they're yours, all yours I know them well. MARINA. Expect me! You shall introduce me to them. OPALINSKY. 'Tis plain that you were born to be a queen. MARINA. I was, and therefore I must be a queen.
Keep your eye on him; stir not from his side, Render me 'count of every step he makes. ODOWALSKY. Rely on me, he'll never cast us off. MARINA. No man is grateful. Once his throne is sure, He'll not be slow to cast our bonds aside. The Russian hates the Pole must hate him ever; No bond of amity can link their hearts. Enter OPALINSKY, BIELSKY, and several Polish noblemen.
BIELSKY. Ay, mount the snow-white steed, thine armor on, And so, a second Vanda, lead thy troops, Inspired by thee, to certain victory. MARINA. My spirit leads you. War is not for women. The rendezvous is in Kioff. Thither my father Will lead a levy of three thousand horse. My sister's husband gives two thousand more, And the Don sends a Cossack host in aid.
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