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Show Stz] ^at Grace I cannot yet allow Before you let the Crown upon m> Brow. That Favour which you feek - Or \ or a King mult nave, • but looks failing back\o* him. to | i thenyou may be tm S ^ W , Howe er Imperious ,n her Words UK wer , Her parting Looks had nothing of fevere. A glancing"Smile allur'd me t o ^ o m m ^ d; And her foft Fingers gently preft m y Hand. I felt the pleafure glide through every part; Her Hand went through me to m y very Heart. For fuch another pleafure, did he live, I could m y Father of a Crown deprive. What did H a y ! , _ ,,. w-n J . Father! That impious Thought has fhcckd m y Mind. H o w bold our Paffions are, and yet how blind! She's gone; and now _ Methinks there is lefs GI > ^ o w n b M y boiling Paffions fcf' ^- Like Ambercha;'d. wh near fhe acts, W h e n farther off « « * attracts. L i» *"» ^ e m a' Affift me, Z*k«M il would'ft I* That Friend thou affift me againft me. Betwixt m y Love ai Virtue I am toft; This muft be forfeited, or that be loft : I could do much to merit thy Applaufe; Help me to fortine the better Caufe. M y Honour is not wholly pat to flight; But would, if feconded, renew the Fight. Zul. I met m y Sifter; but I do not fee What difficulty in your Choice can be : She told me all; and 'tis fo plain a cafe, You need not ask what Council to embrace. Abdal. I ftand reprov'd that I did doubt at all; M y waiting Virtue ftaid but for thy Call : Tis plain that fhe who for a Kingdom, now Would ficrifice her Love, and break her Vow, Not out of Love, but Int'reft acts alone, And wou'd, ev'n in m y Arms, lie thinking of a Throne. Zid. Add to the reft this one Reflection more, W h e n the is Married, and you ftill Adore, Think then, and think what Comfort it will bring, She had been m i n e - - - Had I but only dar'd to be a King ! Abdal. I hope you only would m y Honour try ; I'm loth to think you Virtue's Enemy. Zule If, when a Crown and Miftrifs are in place, Virtue intrudes with her lean Holy Face, Virtue's then mine, and net I Virtue's Foe; W h y does fhe come where fhe has nought to do? Let her with Anchorites not with Lovers lye; States-men and they keep better company. Abdal. Reafon was given to curb our Head-ftrong Will Zulc. Reafon but fhews a weak Phyficians Skill: s nothing while the raging Fit does laft ; But ftays to Cure it when the worft is paft. s a Staff for Age, when Nature's gone ; But Youth is ftrong enough to walk alone. In curft Ambition I no Reft fhould find» But muft for ever lofe m y Peace of Mind. thinks that Peace of Mind were bravely loft • A Crown whateer we give, is worth the Coft. Abdal. Juftice diftributes to each M a n his Right, it the gives not, fhould I take by Might ? 2.uk The Conqueft of Granada. Zulc. If Juftice will take all, and nothing giye Juftice methinks is not diftributive. & ' Abdal. Had Fate fo pleas d, I had been Eldcft Born • And then, without a Crime the Crown had worn. Zule. W o u l d you fo pleafe, Fate yet a way would find M a n makes his Fate according to his Mind. The weak low Spirit Fortune makes her Slave • But fhe's a drudge when ffcctor'd by the Brave. If Fate weaves common Thacad, he'll change the D o o m; And with new Purple fpread a Nobler Loom. Id. N o more; - I will ufurp the Royal Se Thou who haft made me Wicked, make m e Great, Ztilem. Your way is plain ; the Death of Tariffa, .Does on the King, our Zegrys Hatred draw ; Though with our Enemies in fhow we clofe, 'Tis but while we to purpofe can be Foes. Selin, who Heads us, .would revenge his Son -. But Favour hniders Juftice to be done. #roud Ozmyn with the King his Pow'r maintains : And, in him, each Abencerrago Reigns. Abdal. W h a t Face of any Title can I bring? Zulem. The Right of an Eldcft Son has to be King. Your Father was at firft a Private M a n ; And got your Brother e're his Reign began. W h e n , by his Valour, he the Crown had won, Then you were Born a Monarch's Eldeft Son. Abdal. To fharp-Ey'd Reafon this would feem untrue; But Reafon, I through Love's folic Opticks view. Zulem. Lov's mighty Pow'r has led m e Captive too : I a m in it unfortunate as you. Abdal. Our Loves and Fortunes fhall together go, Thou fhalt be Happy when I firft a m fo. Zulem. The Zegrys at old Selins Houfe are m . W h e r e in clofe Council for Revenge they fit, There we our c o m m o m Int'reft will unite; You their Revenge fhall own, and they your Right. One thing I had forgot which may import; I met Almanzor coming back from Court. But with a difcompos'd and fpeedy pace, A fiery Colour kindling all his Face: The King his Pris'ners freedom has<lcny'd : And that Refufal has provok'd his Pride. Abdal. W;ould he were ours ! I'll try to gild th'injuftice of his Caufe ; And court his Valour with a vaft applaufe. _ . Zulem. The Bold are but the inftruments o th V\ lie | Vhey undertake the Dangers we Advife. And while our Fabrick with their pains we raife, W e take the Profit, and pay them with Praife. A C T III. Almanzor, Abdalla. Alman T Hat he fhould dare to do m s this Difgr Is Fool or Coward writ upon m y Fai Refufe m y Pris'ner! I fuch means will ufe, He fhall not have a Pris'ner to refufe. Abdal He faid you were not by your Pron That he abfolv'd your W o r d when he d Almanz. He break m y Promife, and abtolve m y \ 'Tis more than Mahomet himfelf can do. The W o r d which I have giv'n fhall ftand Not like the King's, that Weathercock of btate. c c c |
