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Show , ~~~~^G^He\l c/^Gnmada. iW, When Fate calls on that hard Necetiity, 111 fuffer Death, rather than you (hall die. 1 £ 2 ? Suppofe your Country fhould in Danger be; W h a t would vou undertake to fet it tree . Almah. It were too little to refign m y Breath M y own free Hand fhould give ™ ? o h k r ^ ™ \ Q t x Jo yBoab. That Hand, which would fo much for Gloiy do, Muft yet do more; for it muft kill m e too You muft kill me for that dear Country s Sake; Or, what's all one, muft call Almanzer back. Almah. I fee to what your Speech you now direct_ Either m y Love or Virtue you lufpect. ( But know, that when m y Perfon I refign d, I was too noble not to give m y Mind: N o more the Shadow of Almanzor fear; I have no Room, but for your Image, here. Boab. This, Al^hide, would make me ceafe to mourn, Were that Almanzor never to return. But now m y fearful People mutiny ; Their Clamours call Almanzor back, not I. Their Safety, through m y Ruine, I purfue; He muft return; and muft be brought by you. Almah. That Hour when I m y Faith to you did plight, I banifh'd him for ever from m y fight. His Banifhment was to m y Virtue due; Not that I fear'd him for m y Self, but you. M y Honour had preferv'd me innocent: But I would your Sufpicion too prevent. Which, fince 1 fee augmented in vour Mind, I yet more Reafon for his Exile find. K. Boab. To your Intreaties he will yield alone : And, on your Doom, depend m y Life and Throne. No longer therefore m y Defires withftand ; Or, if Defires prevail not, m y Command. Q Almah. In his Return too.fadly I forefee Th'tffects of your returning Jealoufie: But your Command I prize above m y Life; 'Tis lacred to a Subject and a Wife. If 1 have Pow'r, Almanzor fhall return. [Boab. letting go h:r hind, an Boab. Curft be that fatal Hour when 1 was born! You love, you love him ; and that Love reveal By your too quick Confent to his Repeal. M y Jealoufie had but too juk a Ground; And now you ftab into m y former Wound. Q. Almah. This fudden Change I do not underftand. Have you fo fcon forgot your own Command ? Boab. Grant that I did th'unjuft Injunction lay: You fhould have lov'd me more than to obey. I know you did this Mutiny defign; But your Love-Plot I'll quickly countermine. Let m y Crown go; he never fhall return : I, like a Phttnix, in m y Neft will burn. Almah. You pleafe me well that in one common Fate You wrap your Self and Me, and all your State. Let us no more of proud Almanzorhear: Tis better once to die, than ftill to fear; And better many times to die, than be Obligd paft Payment to an Enemy. Boab Tis better; but you Wives ftill have one way : W h e n e're your Husbands are oblig'd, you pay-. YouA,l tSnira,. deTfheoruve, Hneoatv 'In f,h wouhlodk nmoawk'ef tD eifte,njucdeg.e m y Innocence: """" " ' __^^CM^^ Granada. f ~~^ wt jU T d§C,m>' Virtne b>r tha7p^f7^"~ W h e n I fubmittcd to be made your Slave ' Boab. If I have been fufpicious or unkind • Forgive m e ; many Cares diffract m y Mind- Love, and a Crown! y 5 T w o fuch Excufes no one M a n e're had • And each of'em enough to make me mad- But n o w m y Reafon re-aflumes its Throne And finds no Safety when Almanzor s gone Send for him then; I'll be oblig'd, andfu'e; I is a lefs Evil than to part with you I leave you to your Thoughts; but love m e ftill Forgive m y Paffion, and j f r m Will. ' rRxit ^ ^ ., t rf AImahide.fr/.*. Almah, M y jealous Lord will foon to Rage return • Tha: F.rc his Fear rakes up does inward burn. ' TLnrWnUrhldl f made nie gre^,has chofe for m e : 1 mult th Oblation for m y People be I'll cherifh Honour, then, and Life defpife- What is not pure is not for Sacrifice. Yet for Almanzor I in fecret mourn ' Can Virtue, then, admit of his Return > Yes ; for m y Love I will, by Virtue, fquare : M y Hearts not mine; but all m y Actions are. ill like Almanzor act, and dare to be As haughty, and as wretched too, as he. W h a t will he think is in m y Meflage meant > 1 fearcely underftand m y o w n Intent: But Silk-worm like, fo long within have wrought That I am loft in m y o w n W e b of Thought. [ Exit Almahide. A C T II. S C E N E A Wood. Ozmyn and Benzayda. °Zm' T1 S>trUC that °Ur Prote3ion here has been Th'Effect- of Honour in theSpanifh Queen. But, while I as a Friend continue here, I to m y Country muft a Foe appear. Benz. Think not, m y Ozmyn, that we here remain As Friends, but Pris'ners to the Power of Spain. Fortune difpenfes with your Country's Right; But y^ou defert your Honour in your flight. Oxmyn. I cannot leave you here, and go away; M y Honour's glad of a pretence to ftay. \ A Noife within, follow, fottw follow Enter Selin ; his Sword draim, as furfiied. Selin. I am purfu'd, and now am fpent and done; M y Limbs fufficeme not with ftrength to run. And, if I could, alas, what can I fave; A Year, the Dregs of Life too, from the Grave ! [_Sits down on the Ground. Here will I fit, and here attend m y Fate; With the fame hoary Majefty and State, £ As Rome's old Senate for the Galls did wait. \ Benz. It is m y Father; and he feems diftreft. Ozmyn. M y Honour bids m e fuccour thc oppreft. That Life he fought, for his I'll freely give ; We'll die together, or together live. Eenz. I'll call more Succour, fince the C a m p is near; And fly on all the W m g s of Love and Fear. [Exit T Enter Abenamar and four or five Moors. Aben. Ye've liv'd, and now behold your latelt hour. [ He loo.{sandfinds Selin. Selin. licorn your Malice, and defy your Pow'r. A fpc\ |