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Show ; M*M 4-56 -*- ^fhcjconquejl ./Granada. ,, Tis .eneroustohaveconquefd^our Defire, is generous w *- ^fe it higher mount above your Wifh, a n^J°°h e a t. ,f There's Pride in Virtue, and a kmdly^^t Alas I am but half converted yet 5 A 1 1 refolve I with one look forget: And' lif^Lyon, whom no A m can £ n e „,. Shall tear ev'n thofe who woddn y • g fc fc .„ ^ ,k, &we„. rZukma - W Hamet « * * Almanzo ^ ^ ^ ^ , , ,. is cnou„h, you've brought mc to this Pla, / t n and uTge no farther m y Dilgrace. B"^-XSK;™S Provide: And know, you «»•*<**__*"?__. Enter S^S^:,^^»*"'!t d_-l Help, help, O Heaven, fomt h d p! Enter Zulema a»d Hamet. Zulenta. Make hafte before, ^/Abdelmelech is going to help the §>ueen,Lyn-daraxa pulls out his Sword, and holds it. And intercept her paflage to the Door. A , 1 S : Villains 'what Act are J f ^ ^ ^ Almah. I thank thee, Heaven; fome S ^ r doe appea . Abdelm With what ill Fate m y good Defign is cum. zTma. W e have no time to think: d.fFatch him firft. Zulema. Ruin'd! fjd„,et.-, Undone! Lynd. And which is worft of all, He efcap'd. Z«&*M. 1 hear em loudly call. I W . Your Fear will loofe you: call as loud as they. 1 have not time to teach you what to lay. The Court will, in a moment, all be here ; iw fecond what 1 lay, and do not fear. , O 1 Wen mthat way; leavetherefttome [Zul.^Ham. rcl,re, « l « fcfr. fiSLSwl <*»", * & * Abenamar, Sel n Ozmyn, Almanzor, mth Guard, attending Boabdelin. Boab. What can the caufe of all this tumult be ? And what the meaning of that naked Sword > Lynd. I'll tell, when fear will fo much breath afford. The Queen and Abdelmelech Twill not out Ev'n I, who faw it, of the truth yet doubt, It feems fo ftrange. Almanz. Did fhe not name the Queen! Hafte; fpeak. • l Lend. -How dare I fpeak what I have leen! With Hamet, and with Zulema, I went To pay both theirs, and m y acknowledgement To Almahide ; and by her mouth implore Your Clemency, our Fortunes to reftore. W e chofe this" hour, which we believ'd moft free, W h e n fhe retir'd from noife and company. The Antichamber paft, we gently knockt, (Unheard it feems) but found the Lodgings lock*. In duteous filence while we waited there, W e , firft a noife, and then long wifpers hear. Yet thought it was the Queen at Pray'rs alone, 1 ill fhe diftinctly faid if this were known, My The Conqueft of Granada. +*7 vZ T 1 ? ^ S S J ? ^ What D a n § e r would'enfue' let I (and fighd) could venture more for you. Boab. O Heaven, what do I heat 1 Almanz. Let her go on. Lynd. And how, (then Murmur'd in a bigger Tone Another Voice) and how fhould it be known > This Hour is from you* Court Attendants free • The King fufpects Almanzor, but not me. Zulem at the Door. I find her Drift; Hamet be Confident- Second her Words, and fear not the Event f 7 > , w I J U ^ . - Boab. Welcome, m y only Friends: Behold in m e i K117F1 T' "' O Kings, behold th' effects of Clemency ! ' l Kwg £**W x *"*' See here the Gratitude of Pardon'd Foes! That Life I gave 'em, they for m e expofe! Hamet. Though Abdelmelech was our Friend before W h e n Duty call'd, he was our Friend no more Almanz. Damn your delay, you Torturers proceed- I will not hear one Word, but Almahide. * Boab. W h e n you, within, the Traitor's Voice did hear W h a t did you then ? ' • Zulema. 1 durft not truft m y Ear; But, peeping through the Key-hole;, I efpy'd The Queen, and Abdelmelech by her fide: She on the Couch, he on her Bofom lay, Her Hand about his Neck, his Head did ftay, And from -his Forehead wip'd the Drops away. Boab. G o on, goon, m y Friends', to clear m y doubt; I hope I fhall have Life ro hear you out. Zulema. W h a t had been, Sir, you may fufpect too well - W h a t follow'd, Modefty forbids to tell. Seeing, what we had thought beyond belief, Our Hearts fo fwell'd withAnger and with Grief, That, by plain force, we ftrove the Door to break; He, fearful, and with Guilt, or Love, grown weak, Juft as w e enter'd, fcap'd the other way : Nor did th' amazed Queen behind him ftay. Lynd. His Sword, in fo much hafte, lie could not mind, But left this Witnefs of his Crime behind. Boab. O Proud, Ingreatful, Faithlefs Womankind! Flow chang'd, and what a Monfter a m i made ! M y Love, m y Honour, ruin'd and betray'd! Almanz. Your Love and Honour! mine are ruin'd worfe: Furies and Hell, what right have you to curfe! Dull Husband as you are " What can your Love, or what your Honour be ! I am her Lover, and fhe's falfe to me. Boab. Go; when the Authors of my Shame are found, Let 'em be taken inftantly, and bound : They fhall be punilh'd as our Laws require; Tis juft, that Flames fhould be condemn'd to Fire. This, with the Dawn of Morning, fhall be done. Aben. You hafte too much her Execution. Her Condemnation ought to be deferr'd : With Juftice, none can be condemn'd unheard. Boab. A formal Procefs tedious is, and long: Befides, the Evidence is full and ftrong. Lynd. The Law demands Two Witneffes ; and fhe Is caft (for which Heaven knows I grieve) by Three. Ozm. Hold, Sir. Since you fo far infift on Law, W e can, from thence, one juft Advantage draw. That Law, which dooms Adultreffes do die, GIinvtArelesmn acCnhhz au.mp pAoinnod nm shy,o Lwtoo vdoea,'t tseo y Pfeolruao,ngd aewtrhi'Nvdo c C.fnh ra ofnmti mtyy. Bounty live, your |