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Show j, <fb Cottqueft of Granada. Almanzor, Almahide, hfperanza. Almanz. The work is done: Now.Madam, you are free; To 20, and kill my Hopes and me, this Hour. 1 fee, then, you will go; but ytt m y toil Mav be rewarded with a looking while. _ Almah. Almanzor em from every Subject raite N e w Matter for our Wonder and his Praife. > You bound and freed me, but the difference is, That (how'd your Valour, but your Virtue this. Almanz. Madam, you praife a Fun ral Victory j At whofe fid Pomp the Conqueror muft die. Almah. Conqueft attends Almanzor every where; I am too fmall a Foe for him to fear: But Heroes ftill muft be oppos'd by fome, Or they would want occafion to o'ercome. Almanz. Madam, 1 cannot on bare praifes live: Thofe who abound in Praifes, feldom give. Almah. While I to all the World your Worth make known. May Heav'n reward the Pity you have fhown. Alman. M y Love is languishing, and ftarv'd to death ; A nd would vou give me Charity, in Breath ? Pray'rs are thc Alms of Church-men to the Poor: They fend to Heav'ns, but drive us from their Door. Almah. Ccafe; Ceafe a Sute So vain to you, and troublefome to me, If you will have me think that I am free. If 1 am yet a Slave, m y Bonds I'll bear, But what I cannot Grant, I will not Hear. Almanz. You wonnot Hear! you muft both Hear and Grant; For, Madam, there's an Impudence in Want. Almah Your way is fomewhat ftrange to ask Relief; You ask with Threat'ning, like a begging Thief. Once more, Almanzor, tell me, am I free? Almanz. Madam, you are from all the World-but me. But as a Pirate, when he frees the Prize He took from Friends, fees the rich Merchandize, And after he has freed it, juftly buys; So when I have reftor'dyour Liberty, - But then, alas, I am too poor to buy ! Almah. Nay, now you ufe me juft as Pyrates do : You free me, but expect a Ranfom too. Almanz. You've all the freedom that a Prince'can have. But Greatnefs cannot be without a Slave. A Monarch never can in private move; But ftill is haunted with officious Love. So fmall an inconvenience youmayr bear; 'Tis all the Fine Fate lets upon the Fair. Almah. Yet Princes may retire whene're they pleafe ; And breath free Air from out their Palaces: They go fometimes unknown to fhun their State ; And then, 'tis Manners not to know or wait. Almanz. If not a Subject, then a Ghoft I'll be; And from a Ghoft, you know, no place is free. Aflecp, Awake, I'll haunt you every where ; From my white Shrowd, groan Love into your Ear : W ' K p n in 1-nnr T AKOT'C A .-i-nn •.-,-..T C1„„ .Vj> i v dead? The Conqueft of Granada. _j.r ? Almah. I can no longer bear to be accus'd, As if what I could grant you, I refus'd. M y Father's Choice I never will difpute; And he has chofen e'r you mov'd your Sute. You know m y Cafe, if equal you can be, Plead for your felf, and Anfwear it for me. Almanz. Then, Madam, in that Hope you bid m e live • I ask i~io more than you may juftly give. But, in ftrict Juftice, there may Favour be; And may I hope that you have that for me'? Almah. W h y do you thus m y fecret Thoughts purfue, Which known, hurt me, and cannot profit you > Your Knowledge but new Troubles does prepare, Like theirs w h o curious in their Fortunes are. To fay I could with more Content be yours, Tempts you to Hope, but not that Hope allures. For fince the King has right, And favour'd by m y Father in his Sute, It is a Bloffom which can bear no Fruit. Yet ifyou dare attempt fo hard a task, M a y you fucceed; you have m y leave to ask. ^ Almanz. I can with Courage now m y Hopes purfue, Since I no longer have to combate you. That did the greateft difficulty bring : The reft are fmall, a Father, and a King! Almah. Great Souls difcern not when the leap's too wide, Becaufe they only view the farther fide. Whatever you defire you think is near : But, with more Reafon, the event I fear. Almanz. N o ; there is a neceflity in Fate, W h y ftill the brave bold man'is fortunate: He keeps his Object: ever full in fight, And that affurance holds him firm and right. True, 'tis a narrow path that leads to blifs, But right before there is no Precipice : |1 Fear makes M e n look afide, and then their footing mifs y Almah. I do your Merit all the Right I can ; Admiring Virtue in a Private M a n: I only wifh the King may Grateful be, And that m y Father with m y Eyes may fee. Might I not make it as m y laft Requeft, (Since humble Carriage fuits a Suppliant beft) That you would fomewhat of your fiercenefs hide, That in-born Fire; I do not call it Pride. Almanz. Born, as I am, ftill to Command, not fue, Yet you fhall fee that I can beg for you. And if your Father will require a Crown, Let him but name the Kingdom, 'tis his own. I am, but while I pleafe, a private M a n ; I have that Soul which Empires firft began: From the dull Crowd which-every King does lead, I will pick out w h o m I will chufe to headi The beft and braveft Souls I can felect, p And on their Conquer'd Necks m y Throne erect. L tjceunt. A C T V. Abdalla alone, under the Walls of the Albazyn. Abd.X 71 7Hile fhe is mine, I have not yet loft all; V V But, in her Arms, fhall have a gentle fai'. Bleft in m y Love, although in W a r o'ercome, I fly like Anthony from Miutn, ^ |