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Phil. Oh, sir !
Phil. Pub! never swear.
Eleaz. How ! fly! Oh, base !
ELEAZ. May be so;
Pul. For thus dishonouring me,
I'll give thee one stab more.
ELEAZ. I'll run away,
Phil. S'heart, stay! and if you dare;
Eleaz. I am for thee, Philip.
Phil. Come! nay, take more ground,
ELEAZ. Thou'lt run away then.
Phil. 'Faith I will; but first, on this I'll bear
ELEAZ, Coine ! Enter the CARDINAL and the King of Portugal
on the one, and Moors on the other side. CARD. Upon the Moprs ! Moors. Upon the cardinal! Phil. Hold! cardinal; strike not any of our side ! ELEAZ. Hold ! Moors; strike not any of our side ! Phil. We two will close this battle.
ELEAZ. Come! agreed. Stand armies and give aim, whilst we two bleed. CARD. With poniards ! 'tis too desperate ; dear
PhilipPhil. Away! have at the Moor! s'heart! let me
come! VOL. II.
K. of Porr. Be arm'd with manly weapons ! 'tis
for slaves To dig their own and such unworthy graves.
Eleaz. I am for thee any way: thus; or, see! thus; Here, try the vigour of thy sinewy arm! The day is ours already ; brainless heads, And bleeding bodies, like a crown, do stand About the temples of our victory. Yet, Spaniards, if you dare, we'll fight it out, Thus, man to man alone. I'll first begin, And conquer, or in blood wade up to th' chin.
Phil. Let not a weapon stir but his and mine! Eleaz. Nor on this side; conquest in blood shall
shine. [Alarum : they fight, the Moor is struck down ;
which his soldiers seeing, rush in and rescue him; the soldiers on the other side come forward, and drive in the Moors. Alarum continuing, Spuniards and Moors, with drums and colours, fly over the stage, pursued by Philip, Cardinal, the King of Portugal, and
others. Enter ZARACK, Christofero, and ELEAZAR, at
several doors. Christo. Where is my lord ? Zar. Where is my sovereign? Eleaz. What news bring Zarack and Christofero? Zar. Oh, fly, my lord! fly, for the day is lost ! Eleaz. There are three hundred and odd days in
And cannot we lose one of them ? come, fight! CHRISTO. The lords have left us, and the soldiers
faint; You are round beset with proud fierce enemies; Death cannot be prevented but by flight.
Eleaz. He shall, Christofero. I have yet left One stratagem, that in despite of fate Shall turn the wheel of war about once more. The Mother Queen hath all this while sat sadly Within our tent, expecting to whose bosom White-winged peace and victory will fy: Her have I us'd as a fit property To stop this dangerous current; her have I sent Arm'd with love's magic, to enchant the cardinal, And bind revenge down with resistless charms; By this time does she hang about his reck, And by the witchcraft of a cunning kiss Has she disarm’d him. Hark! they sound retreat; She has prevail'd; a woman's tongue and eye, Are weapons stronger than artillery. [Ereunt.
SCENE IV. Enter CARDINAL, Queen Mother, SOLDIERS,
drums and colours.
By love's best, richest treasure, which I swear
Of all the innocent blood that has been shed,
breath Dissolves my frozen heart, being spent for him; In you my life must drown itself or swim: You have prevail'd: drum, swiftly hence! call back Our fierce pursuing troops, that run to catch