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Enter Helt.

With speed and safety to convey myself,

Where not far off some malcontents hold council Heli. The time 's too precious to be spent in Nightly, who hate this tyrant; some, who love telling.

Anseimo's memory, and will, for certain, The captain, influenc'd by Almeria's power, When they shall know you live, assist your cause. Gave order to the guards for my admittance. Osm. My friend and counsellor, as thou think's Osm. How does Almeria ? But I know she is

fit, As I am. Tell me, may I hope to see her? So do. I will, with patience, wait my fortune. Heli. You may. Anon, at midnight, when the Heli. When Zara comes, abate of your a version king

Osm. I hate her not, nor can dissemble love: Is gone to rest, and Garcia is retired,

But as I may I'll do. I have a paper (Who takes the privilege to visit late,

Which I would show thee, friend, but that the Presuming on a bridegroom's right) she'll come.

sight Osm. She'll come; 'tis what I wish, yet what Would hold thee here, and clog thy expedition. I fear.

Within I found it; by my father's hand She'll come; but whither, and to whom? Oh. 'Twas writ; a prayer for me, wherein appears Heaven,

Paternal love prevailing o'er his sorrows; To a vile prison, and a captiv'd wretch; Such sanctity, such tenderness, so mix'd To one, whom had she never known, she had With grief, as would draw tears from in humanity. Been happy. Why, why was that heavenly crea- Heli. The care of providence sure left it there,

To arm your mind with hope. Such piety Abandon'd o'er to love what Heaven forsakes? Was never heard in vain. Heaven has in store Why does she follow, with unwearied steps, For you those blessings it withheld from him One, who has tired misfortune with pursuing ? In that assurance live; which time, I hope, One driv'n about the world, like blasted leaves, And our next meeting will confirm. And chaff, the sport of adverse winds; till late, Osm. Farewell, At length imprison'd in some cleft of rock, My friend; the good thou dost deserve, attend On earth it rests, and rots to silent dust.


(Erit Heu Heli. Have hopes, and hear the voice of better I've been to blame, and question'd with impiety fate.

The care of Heaven. Not so my father bore I've learn'd there are disorders ripe for mutiny More anxious grief. This should have better Among the troops, who thought to share the

taught me; plunder,

This lesson, in some hour of inspiration Which Manuel to his own use and avarice By him set down, when his pure thoughts were Converts. This news has reach'd Valentia's

borne, frontiers,

Like fumes of sacred incense o'er the clouds, Where many of your subjects, long oppressid

And wafted thence on angels' wings, through With tyranny, and grievous impositions, Are risen in arms, and call for chiefs to head Of light, to the bright Source of all. For there And lead them to regain their rights and liberty. He in the book of prescience saw this day ; Osm. By Heavens thou’ast roused me from my And waking to the world and mortal sense, lethargy.

Left this example of bis resignation,
The spirit which was deaf to my own wrongs,

This his last legacy to me; which, here,
And the loud cries of my dead father's blood, I'll treasure as more worth than diadems,
Deaf to revenge-nay, which refus'd to hear Or all extended rule of regal power.
The piercing sighs and murmurs of my love
Yet unenjoy'd; what not Almeria could

Enter Zara, veiled.
Revive or raise, my people's voice has waken'd.

Heli. Our posture of affairs, and scanty time, Osm. What brightness breaks upon me thos My lord, require you should compose yourself.

through shades,
Osm. Oh, my Antonio, I am all on fire; And promises a day to this dark dwelling ?
My soul is up in arms, ready to charge

Is it my love ?-
And bear amidst the fóe with conquering troops. Zar Oh, that thy heart had taught
I hear 'em call to lead 'em on to liberty,

Thy tongue that saying! (Lifting her red
To victory, their shouts and clamours rend Ósm. Zara! I am betray'd
My ears, and reach the heavens. Where is the By my surprise.

Zar. What! does my face displease thee? Where is Alphonso ? Ha! where? where indeed! That, having seen it, thou dost turn thy eyes Oh, I could tear and burst the strings of life, Away, as from deformity and horror ? To break these chains. Off, off, ye stains of If so, this sable curtain shall again royalty;

Be drawn, and I will stand before thee, seing, Off, slavery: Oh, curse! that I alone

And unseen. Is it my love? Ask again Can beat and flutter in my cage, when I That question; speak again in that soft roice; Would soar and stoop at victory beneath. And look again with wishes in thy eyes.

Heli. Abate this ardour, Sir, or we are losi. Oh, no! thou canst not, for thou seest me now Our posture of affairs and scanty time,

As she whose savage breast has been the cause My lord, require you should compose yourself, Of these thy wrongs; as she whose bartaruus And think on what we may reduce to practice,

rage Zara, the cause of your restraint, may be Has loaded ihee with chains and galling irons. The means of liberty restor’d. That gain'd, Well dost thou scorn me, and upbraid my false Occasion will not fail to point out ways

ness, For your escape. Mean time, I've thought already Could one who lov'd thus torture whoun she lord?


No, no, it must be hatred, dire revenge, But she has passions which outstrip the wind,
And detestation, that could use thee thus. And tear her virtues up, as tempests root
So dost thou think; then do but tell me so;

The sea. I fear, when she shall know the truth,
Tell me, and thou shalt see how I'll revenge Some swift and dire event of her blind rage
Thee on this false one, how I'll stab and tear Will make all fatal. But behold, she comes
This heart of fint, 'till it shall bleed; and thou For whom I fear, to shield me from my fears,
Shalt weep for mine, forgetting thy own miseries. The cause and comfort of my boding heart.
Osm. You wrong me, beauteous Zara, to be-

I bear my fortunes with so low a mind,
As still to meditate revenge on all

My life, my health, my liberty, my all !
Whom chance, or fate, working by secret causes, How shall I welcome thee to this sad place ?
Has made, perforce, subservient to that end How speak to thee the words of joy and transport ?
The heavenly powers allot me; no, not you,

How run into thy arms, withheld by fetters;
But destiny and inauspicious stars

Or take thee into mine, while I'm thus nianacled
Have cast me down to this low being. Or And pinion'd like a thief or murderer?
Granting you had, from you I have deserved it. Shall I not hurt and bruise thy tender body,
Zar. Canst thou forgive me, then ? wilt thou And stain thy bosom with the rust of these

Rude irons ? Must I meet thee thus, Almeria ?
So kindly of my fault, to call it madness ?

Alm. Thus, thus; we parted, thus to meet Oh, give that madness yet a milder name,

again. And call it passion! then he still more kind, Thou told'st me thou wouldst think how we might And call that passion love.

meet Osm. Give it a name,

To part no more- -Now we will part no more;
Or being, as you please, such I will think it. For these thy chains, or death, shall join us ever
Zar. Oh, thou dost wound me more with this Osm. Hard means to ratify that word !-Oh
thy goodness,

cruelty !
Than e'er thou couldst with bitterest reproaches ? That ever I should think beholding thee
Thy anger could not pierce thus to my heart. A torture !-Yet such is the bleeding anguish
Osm. Yet I could wish-

Of my heart, to see thy sufferings-Oh, Heaven!
Zar. Haste me to know it; what ?

That I could almost turn my eyes away, Osm. That at this time I had not been this Or wish thee from my sight. thing.

Alm. Oh, say not so! Zar. What thing ?

Though 'tis because thou lov'st me. Do not

say, Osm. This slave.

On any terms, that thou dost wish me from thee.
Zar. Oh Heaven! my fears interpret No, no, 'tis better thus, that we together
This thy silence; somewhat of high concern, Feed on each other's heart, devour our woes
Long fashioning within thy labouring mind,

With mutual appetite; and mingling in
And now just ripe for birth, my rage has ruin'd. One cup the common stream of both our eyes,
Have I done this? Tell me, am I so curs'd ? Dring bitter draughts, with never slaking thirst;
Osm. Time may have still one fated hour to Thus better, than for any cause to part.

What dost thou think? Look not so tenderly
Which, wing'd with liberty, might overtake Upon me—speak, and take me in thy arms-
Occasion past.

Thou canst not; thy poor arms are bound, and Zar. Swift as occasion, I

strive Myself will fly; and earlier than the morn,

In vain with the remorseless chains, which gnaw
Wake thee to freedom. Now 'tis late; and yet And eat into thy flesh, festering thy limbs
Some news, few minutes past, arriv'd, which With rankling rust.

Osm. Oh! Oh-
To shake the temper of the king-Who knows Alm. Give me that sigh.
What racking cares disease a monarch's bed ? Why dost thou heave, and stifle in thy griefs ?
Or love, that late at night still lights his lamp, Thy heart will burst, thy eyes look red and start;
And strikes his rays through dusk and folded lids, Give thy soul way, and tell me thy dark thought.
Forbidding rest, may stretch his eyes awake, Osm. For this world's rule, I would not wound
And force their balls abroad at this dead hour.

thy breast

With such a dagger as then struck my heart.
Osm. I have not merited this grace;

Alm. Why? why? To know it, cannot wound
Nor, should my secret purpose take effect,
Can I repay, as you require, such benefits. Than knowing thou hast felt it. Tell it me,
Zar. Thou canst not owe me more, nor have - Thou giv'st me pain with too much tenderness
I more

Osm. And thy excessive love distracts my
To give, than I have already lost. But now,
So does the form of our engagements rest,

Oh, wouldst thou be less killing, soft, or kind
Thou hast the wrong till I redeem thee hence; Grief could not double thus his arts against ine.
That done, I leave thy justice to return

Alm. Thou dost me wrong, and grief too robe My love. 'Adieu.


my heart, Osm. This woman has a soul

If there he shoot not every other shaft; Of godlike mould, intrepid and commanding,

Thy second self should feel each other wouna, And challenges, in spite of me, my best

And wo should be in equal portions dealt.
Esteem; to this, she's fair, few more can boast I am thy wife-
of personal charms, or with less vanity

Osm. Oh, thou hast search'd too deep:
Migat hope to captivate the hearts of kings; There, there I bleed; there pull the cruel cords,

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That strain my cracking nerves; engines and And grovel with gash'd halsus to scratch a grase wheels,

Stripping my nails to tear this pavement up, That piece-meal grind, are beds of down and balm And bury me alive. To that soul-racking thought.

Alm. Heart-breaking horror! Alm. curs'd

Osm. Then Garcia shall lie panting on thy Indeed, if that he so! if I'm thy torment,

bosom, Kill me, then, kill dash me with thy chains, Luxurious, revelling amidst thy charms; Tread on me: What, am I the bosom-snake And thou perforce must yield, and aid his trans T'hat sucks thy warm life-blood, and gnaws thy port. heart }

Hell! Hell! have I not cause to rage and rate? Oh, that thy words had force to break those bonds, What are all racks, and wheels, and whips to this? As they have strength to tear this heart in sunder; Are they not soothing softness, sinking ease, So should'st thou be at large from all oppression.' And wafting air to this? Oh, my Almeria! Am I, am I of all thy woes the worst ?

What do the damn'd endure, but to despair, Osm. My all of bliss, my everlasting life, But knowing Heaven, to know it lost for ever! Soul of my soul, and end of all my wishes, Alm. Oh, I am struck; thy words are boits of Why dost thou thus unman me with thy words,

ice, And melt me down to mingle with thy weepings? Which, shot into my breast, now melt and chill one Why dost thou ask? Why dost thou talk thus I chatter, shake, and faint with thrilling fears. piercingly?

No, hold me not-Oh, let us not support, Thy sorrows have disturb'd thy peace of mind, But sink each other, deeper yet, down, down, And thou dost speak of miseries impossible. Where level'd low, no more we'll lift our eves. Alm. Didst not thou say that racks and wheels But prone, and dumb, rot the firm face of earth were balm

With rivers of incessant scalding rain.
And beds of ease, to thinking me thy wife?
Osm. No, no, nor should the subtlest pains

Enter Zara, Perez, and Selim.
that heli
Or hell-born malice can invent, extort

Zar. Somewhat of weight to me requires his A wish or thought from me to have thee other.

freedom. But thou wilt know what harrows up my heart: Dare you dispute the king's command ? Behold Thou art my wife nay, thou art yet my The royal signet. bride?

Per. I obey ; yet beg
The sacred union connubial love

Your majesty one moment to defer
Yet unaccomplish'd: his mysterious rites Your entering, till the princess is return'd
Delay'd; nor has our hymeneal torch

From visiting the noble prisoner.
Yet lighted up his last most grateful sacrifice; Zar. Ha!
But dash'd with rain from eyes, and swald with | What say'st thou ?

Osm. We are lost! undone! discover'd! Burns dim, and glimmers with expiring light. Retire, my life, with speed- -Alas, we're gen! 6 this dark cell a temple for that god ?

Speak of compassion, let her hear you speak Or this vile earth an altar for such offerings? Of interceding for me with the king; This den for slaves, this dungeon damp'd with Say somewhat quickly to conceal our loves, woes;

If possible Is this our marriage bed? are these our joys ? Alm. -I cannot speak. Is this to call thee mine? Oh, hold, my heart! Osm. Let me To call thee mine? Yes; thus, even thus to call Conduct you forth, as not perceiving her, Thee mine, were comfort, joy, extreniest ecstasy. But till she's gone; then bless me thus again. But, oh, thou art not mine, not e'en in misery; Zar. Trembling and weeping as he leads ber And 'tis denied to me to be so bless'd,

forth! As to be wretched with thee.

Confusion in his face, and grief in bers! Alm. No; not that

'Tis plain I've been abus'd—Death and destrue Th' extremest malice of our fate can hinder:

tion ! That still is left us, and on that we'll feed, How shall I search into this mystery ? As on the leavings of calamity.

The bluest blast of pestilential air There we will feast and smile on past distress, Strike, damp, deaden her charms, and kill his And hug, in scorn of it, our mutual ruin.

eyes; Osm. Oh, thou dost talk, my love, as one re- Perdition catch 'em both, and ruin part 'em! solv'd,

Osm. This charity to one unknown, and thus Because not knowing danger. But look forward;

[Aloud to ALMERIA as she goes out. Think of to-morrow, when thou shalt be torn Distress'd Heaven will repay; all thanks are poor. From these weak, struggling, unextended arms:

(Erit ALMEBI. Think how my heart will heave, and eyes will Zar. Damn'd, damn'd dissembler! Yet I will strain

be calm, To grasp and reach what is deny'd my hands : Choke in my rage, and know the utmost depth Think how the blood will start, and tears will of this deceiver You seem much surprisd gush,

Osm. At your return so soon and unexpurted! To follow thee, my separating soul.

Zar. And so unwish'd, unwanted too, it seen Think who I am, when thou shalt wed with Confusion! Yet I will contain myself. Garcia!

You're grown a favourite since last we parted; Then will I smear these walls with blood, disfigure Perhaps I'm saucy and intrudingAnd dash my face, and rive my clotted hair, Osm. -Madam ! Break on the flinty floor my throbbing breast, Zar. I did not know the princess' favourite

Your pardon, Sir-Mistake me not; you think | And order given for public execution.
I'm angry; you're deceiv'd. I came to set Zar. Ha ! haste thee! fly, prevent his fate and
You free; but shall return much better pleas'd,

mine, To find you have an interest superior.

Find out the king, tell him I have of weight Osm. You do not come to mock my miseries? More than his crown t'impart ere Osmyn die. Zar. I do.

Sel. It needs not, for the king will straight be Osm. I could at this time spare your mirth.

here, Zar. I know thou couldst; but I'm not often And, as to your revenge, not his own interest, pleas'd,

Pretend to sacrifice the life of Osmyn. And will indulge it now. What miseries? Zar. What shall I say, invent, contrive, advise ? Who would not be thus happily confin'd, Somewhat to blind the king, and save his life, To be the care of weeping majesty;

In whom I live. Spite of my rage and pride, To have contending queens, at dead of night, I am a woman, and a lover still. Forsake their down, to wake with watery eyes, Oh! 'tis more grief but to suppose his death, And watch like tapers o'er your hours of rest ? Than still to meet the rigour of his scorn. Oh, curse! I cannot hold

From my despair my anger had its source ; Osm. Come, 'tis too much.

When he is dead I must despair for ever. Zar. Villain !

For ever! That's despair-_ It was distrust Osm. How, Madam!

Before ; distrust will ever be in love, Zar. Thou shalt die.

And anger in distrust; both short-lived pains. Osm. I thank you.

But in despair, and ever-during death, Zar. Thou liest, for now I know for whom No term, no bound, but infinite of wo. thou'dst live.

Oh, torment, but to think! what then to bear? Osm. Then you may know for whom I'd die. Not to be borne-Devise the means to shun it, Zar. Hell! Hell !

Quick: or by Heaven this dagger drinks thy blood Yet I'll be calm-Dark and unknown betrayer! Sel. My life is yours, nor wish I to preserve it, But now the dawn begins, and the slow hand But to serve you. I have already thought. Or fate is stretch'd to draw the veil, and leave Zar. Forgive my rage; I know thy love and Thee bare, the naked mark of public view.

truth. Osm. You may be still deceiv'd, 'tis in my But say what's to be done, or when, or how power

Shall I prevent or stop th' approaching danger ? Chain'd as I am, to fly from all my wrongs,

Sel. You must still seem more resolute and And free myself, at once, from misery,

fix'd And you of me.

On Osmyn's death: too quick a change of mercy Zar. Ha! say'st thou—but I'll prevent it- Might breed suspicion of the cause. Advise Who waits there? As you will answer it, look That execution may be done in private. this slave

[ To the guard. Zar. On what pretence? Attempt no means to make himself away.

Sel. Your own request's enough. I've been deceiv'd. The public safety now However, for a colour, tell him, you Requires he should be more confin’d, and none, Have cause to fear his guards may be corrupted, No, not the princess, suffer'd or to see

And some of them bought off io Osmyn's inOr speak with him.' I'll quit you to the king.

terest, Vile and ingrate! too late thou shalt repent Who at the place of execution will 'The base injustice thou hast done my love: Attempt to force his way for an escape; Yes, thou shalt know, spite of thy past distress, The state of things will countenance all suo And all those ills which thou so long hast picions. mourn’d;

Then offer to the king to have him strangled Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turn'd, In secret by your mutes; and get an order, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorn'd. [Exeunt. That none but mutes may have admittance to

him. ACT IV.

I can no more, the king is here. Obtain

This grant, and I'll acquaint you with the rest.
SCENE 1.- A Room of State.

Enter King, Gonsalez, and Perez.
Zara and SELIM.

King. Bear to the dungeon those rebellious Zar. Thou hast already rack'd me with thy

slaves, stay;

Th'ignoble curs that yelp to fill the cry, Therefore require me not to ask thee twice: And spend their mouths in larking tyranny. Reply at once to all. What is concluded ? But for their leaders, Sancho and Ramirez,

Sel. Your accusation highly has incens'd Let them be led away to present death.
The king, and were alone enough to urge Perez, see it perform d.
The fate of Osmyn; but to that, fresh news Gon. Might I presume,
Is since arriv'd, of more revolted troops.

Their execution better were seferr'd
"Tis certain Heli, too, is fled, and with him Till Osmyn die. Meantime we may learn more
(Which breeds amazement and distraction) some Of this conspiracy.
Who bore high offices of weight and trust, King Then be it so.
Both in the state and army. This confirms Stay, soldier; they shall super with ins Mcor.
The king in full belief of all you told him Are none return'd of issuse we foliwia Heli?
Concerning Osmyn, and his correspondence Gon. None, Sir. Some papers have beer since
With them who first began the mutiny.

discover's Wherefore a warrant for his death is sign'd; In Roderigo's house, who fled with lum,

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For me,

Which seem'd to intimate, as if Alphonso So ripe, to point at the particular men.
Were still alive, and arming in Valentia,

King. What's to be done ?
Which wears indeed the colour of a truth:

Zar That too I will advise. They who are fled have that way bent their course. I have remaining in my train some mutes, Of the same nature divers notes have been A present once from the sultana queen, Dispers'd t' amuse the people ; whereupon In the grand signior's court. These from their Some, ready of belief, have rais'd this rumour:

infancy That, being sav'd upon the coast of Afric, Are practis'd in the trade of death; and shall He there disclos'd himself to Albucacim, (As ihere the custom is) in private strangle And, by a secret compact made with him. Osmyn. Open'd and urg'd the way to this invasion; Gön. My lord, the queen advises well. While he himself, returning to Valentia

King. What offering, or what recompeneer In private, undertook to raise this tumult.

mains Żar. Ha! hear'st thou that? Is Osmyn then In me that can be worthy so great services? Alphonso ?

To cast beneath your feet the crown you've sav'd, Oh, Heaven! a thousand things occur at once Though on the head that wears it, were too little To my remembrance now, that make it plain. Zar. Of that hereafter: but, mean time, tas dit Oh, certain death for him as sure despair You give strict charge that none may be adif it be known— If not, what hope

Have I ? Yet 'twere the lowest baseness now, To see the prisoner, but such mutes as I
To yield him up-No, I will conceal him, Shall send.
And try the force of yet more obligations.

King. Who waits there?
Gon. 'Tis not impossible. Yet it may be,
That some impostor has usurp'd his name.

Enter PEREZ.
Your beauteous captive, Zara, can inform,
If such a one, so 'scaping, was receiv'd

King. On your life, take heed
At any time in Albucacim's court.

That only Zara's mutes, or such who bring King. Pardon, fair excellence, this long neglect: Her warrant, have admittance to the Moor. An unforeseen, unwelcome hour of business, Zar. They, and no other, not the princess' Has thrust between us and our while of love;

self. But wearing now apace with ebbing sand, Per. Your majesty shall be obey'd. Will quickly waste and give again the day.

King. Retire.

(Erit PEREZ Zar. You're too secure; the danger is more Gon. That interdiction so particular imminent

Pronounced with vehemence against the princess Than your high courage suffers you to see; Should have more meaning than appears bareWhile Osmyn lives you are not safe.

fac'd. King. His doom

This king is blinded by his love, and heels Is pass'd ; if you revoke it not, he dies.

It not. (Aside.)-Your majesty might sure bave Zar. 'Tis well. By what I heard upon your

spar'd entrance

The last restraint: you harlly can suspect í find I can unfold what yet concerns

The princess is confederate with the Moor You more. One, who did call himself Alphonso, Zar. I've heard her charity did once extend Was cast upon my coast, as 'tis reported,

So far, to visit him at his request.
And oft had private conference with the king; Gon. Ha!
To what effect I knew not then: but he,

King. How! She visit Osmyn! What, my Alphonso, secretly departed, just

daughter ? About the time our arms embark'd for Spain. Sel. Madam, take heed; or you have ruin'd all What I know more is, that a triple league

(dside Of strictest friendship was profess'd between Zar. And after did solicit you on his Alphonso, Heli, and the traitor Osmyn.

Behalf. King. Public report is ratified in this.

King. Never. You have been misinformid. Zar. And Osmyn’s death requir'd of strong Zar. Indeed! Then 'twas a whisper spread by

necessity. King. Give orders straight, that all the prison- Who wish'd it so; a common art in courts.

I will retire, and instantly prepare Zar. Forbear a moment, somewhat more I have Instruction for my ministers of death. Worthy your private ear, and this your minister.

[Erit Zara and SELIN. King. Let all, except Gonsalez, leave the room. Gon. There's somewhat yet of mystery in this;

(Erit PEREZ, foc. Her words and actions are obscure and double, Zar. I am your captive, and you've used me Sometimes concur, and sometimes disagree: nobly; I like it not.

(Aside. And in return of that, though otherwise

King. What dost thou think, Gonsalez ? tour enemy, I have discover'd Osmyn,

Are we not much indebted to this fair one? Bis private practice and conspiracy

Gon. I am a little slow of credit, Sir, Against your state; and fully to discharge In the sincerity of women's actions. rivself of what I've undertaken, now

Methinks this lady's hatred to the Moor į unink it fit to tell you, that your guards Disquiets her too much; which makes it seem Are tainted: some among 'em have resolv'd As if she'd rather that she did not hate him !'o rescue ("smyn at the place of death.

I wish her mutes are meant to be employ'd King. Is treason then so near us as our guards? As she pretends—I doubt it now-Your guards Zar. Most certain ; though my knowledge is Corrupted! How ? By whom? Who told her so ?

l'th' evening Osmyn was to die ; at midnight


ers die.

not yet

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