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Show S4 The Loyal B R O T H E R ; or^ Enter Seliman, Ifmael and Arbanes. Sel What do I f e ? Semanthe on the Ground, Breathlefs, and pale \ Arb. Some Signs of ftrugling Life -Appear, call in her W o m e n to alTift her. •Enter Women. Ifm, The Train has taken Fire s n o w the Blow Muft follow foon. ; \% Sel. Gently, gently raife her : She breaths, fhe comes again. Sem. Blefs m e ! where a m I ? in Ehztum lure ; I k n o w it by this Train of weeping Maids, W h o died for Love, as 1 have done : Stand oft, We'll walk, and tell fad Stories round, Of injur'd W o m e n , and betraying M e n : But I muft weep a while ; the Tears will flow If I but think on Stephen's Cruelty : - O I I would deep for ever. [Sinks into her Womens Arms, and is bin Sel Bear her to her Bed : ' Reft may relieve her Spirits.-"Ha: tms may Unriddle all, [*'»*the &* Ifm. N o w Fortune play thy part. [A\\ Arb. 'Tis a'Defign fo full of Maftery, 'Twere womanifh to doubt of the Succefs, Sel H a ! againft m y Life ? Ifm. Your Majefty feems troubled j have you ought Diicover'd in that Letter ? Sel Only this, That I have fofter'd here within m y Kreait A Bofom Wolf, to lap m y Vital Blood: Here ifmael 1 read the fouleft Treafons, That ever ftain'd the Innocence of Paper. Is then m y Mercy poifon'd into Sin ? And black Ingratitude m y Punifhment ? 'Tis iuft, you Gods ! this Scourge upon m y Folly Shows infinite Wifdom, and was timely fenc T o warn m e of m y Fate. Ifm. Yet, facred Sir* The PERSIAN PRINCE. Sel Appear not in his Caufe, nor dare to region jth m y unalterable Refolution : faould Mercy's felf, with all her Virgin train, elt at m y Feet ; by Haly's Soul, 'twere vain. ffm. What could provoke the Prince ? id. The Fiends can tell: But n o w 'tis bufie time . Weat at the Anvil of thy Brain, and forge uick as the Cyclops arm an angry God) thoufand Deaths to wait upon m y Will. 'rbanes, thou fecure him, till Juftice calls im out, a Sacrifice to m y Revenge. Arb. After him : « but his wavering Temper to this pomf; nd then the Day's our own. •y fiery Soul ifdains the timerous Safety in Revenge, hich Ifmael purfues. M y forward Sword, ith Refolution fteel'd, fhall guide m e fafe hrough the moft defperate Attempts. Cgcr has been m y Miftrefs ; Death I've met i martial Plains, in every Garb of Fate, d fhall he awe m e n o w ? fince I a m in, d Fate works up the melancholy Scene, 1 Tachmas, Nature perifh, all things lye nfounded in deep Chaos, fo that 1 yeng'd may in the common Ruin Jye. [Exit. [Exhf [Exit Ifmztl ACT V. S C E N E I. ter Ifmael and Arbanes, at feveral Entrances. rr HOU meet'ft my Wifhes j is the Buftnefs done I A Arb. This Sun fhall fee it finifh'd. Ifm Give it o'er; would w e had never medied. Ijm, The Sophy does fufpeft us. D4 Ml- |
