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K. of Poat. 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, Spaniards and Moors, with drums and colours, fly over the stage, pursued by Philip, Cardinal, the King of Portugal, and others. Enter Zanack, Christoreko, and Eleazar, at several doors. Ch Risto. 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 a year,
And cannot we lose one of them 2 come, fight !
Enter CARDINAL, QUEEN Moth ER, Sold IERs, drums and colours. Q. Mo. By all those sighs which thou, like passionate tunes, Hast often to my dull ears offered, By all thy hopes to enjoy my royal bed, By all those mourning lines which thou hast sent, Weeping in black, to tell thy languishment;
By love's best, richest treasure, which I swear
The laurel wreath of conquest! let it stand
As she goes out, enter ELEAz a R, ZARAck, BALTAz AR, and Soldiers well armed; at sight of each other all draw.
CARD. Soldiers' call back the drum, we are betray'd Eleaz. Moors' stand upon your guard! avoid : look back Q. Mo. What means thisjealousy 2 Mendoza! Moor! Lay by your weapons and embrace; the sight Of this, and this, begets suspicion. Eleazar, by my birth, he comes in peace! Mendoza, by mine honour, so comes he CARD. Discharge these soldiers then. ELEAz. And these. CARD. Away! ELEAz. Go! [Soldiers stand aloof. Q. Mo. Soul, rejoice, to see this glorious day ! [She joins them together, they embrace. CARD. Your virtues work this wonder. ‘ I have Inet At her most dear command: what's your desires?
Eleaz. Peace, and your honour'd arms: how loathingly I sounded the alarums, witness heaven! 'Twas not to strike your breast, but to let out The rank blood of ambition. That Philip Makes you his ladder, and being climb'd so high As he may reach a diadem, there you lie. He's base begotten, that's his mother's sin. Q. Mo. God pardon it! ELEaz. Aye, amen. But he's a bastard, And rather than I'll kneel to him, I'll saw My legs off by the thighs, because I'll stand In spite of reverence: he's a bastard, he's And to beat down his usurpation I have thrown about this thunder: but, Mendoza, The people hate him for his birth; He only leans on you, you are his pillar, You gone, he walks on crutches or else falls: Then shrink from under him; are not they Fools, that bearing others up, themselves seem low, 'Cause they above sit high; why you do so. CARD. "Tis true. Q. Mo. Behold this error with fix'd eyes! CARD. "Tis true; well.— ELEaz. Oh! have you found it? Have you smelt The train of powder that must blow you up, Up into air 2 What air? Why this, a breath; Look you; in this time may a king meet death. An eye to't I check it, check it ! CA R D. How?