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Show 4M-jk Comejl of Granada. [Gives Letters to llx King. But have, within, a faction Uill alive. Strong to afiift, and fecret to contrive : And watching each Occafion to.foment The People's Fears, into a Difcpntent: Which" from Alitor s Lofs, before weregreat; And now are doubled by their late Defeat. Thefe Letters from their Chiefs, ^ ^ a f l ^ s . * M' ^ r T ^ S " t ! ^ £ n , and Benzayda Prifoners. K. Ferd. That Tertia of Italians did.you guide. To takethcir Poft upon the River fide? , Arcos. All are according to your Orders placd : M y chearful Soldiers their Intrenchments hafte. The Mitreian Foot have ta'en the upper Grounu, And now the City is beleaguer'd round. ^ Ferd. W h y is not then their Leader here again? Arcos. The Mafter of Alcantara is flain: But he w h o flew him here before you ftands; it is that Moor w h o m you behold in Bands. K. Ferd. A braver M a n I had not in m y Holt; HisMurd'rer fhall not long his Conqueft boaft. But, Duke of Arcos, fay, how was he flain.' > Arcos. Our Soldiers march'd together on the Plain; W e two rode on, and left them far behind. Till coming where we found the Valley wind, W e faw thefe Moors, who. fwiftly as they cou'd, Ran on, to gain the Covert of the Wood. This we obferv'd; and, having crofs'd their way, The Lady, out of breath, was fore'd to ftay. The Man then ftood, and ftraight his Faulchion drew _, Then told us, we in vain did thofe purfue, Whore their ill Fortune to Defpair did drive, And yet, w h o m we fhou'd never take alive. Neglefting this, the Mafter ftraight fpurr'd o n; Buff th'active Moor his Horfes fhock did fhun; And "ere his Rider from his Reach could go, F nilh'd the Combat with one deadly Blow. I, to revenge m y Friend, prepar'd to fight, But now our foremoft M e n were come in fight; W h o foon would have difpatch'd him on the Place, Had I not fav'd him from a Death fo bafe; And brought him to attend your Royal Doom. K. Ferd. A manly Face; and in his Ages bloom. But to content the Soldiers, he muft die: Go, fee him executed inftantly. Qu. Ifakl. Stay; I would learn his Name before he go: You, Prince Abdalla, may the Pris'ner know. Abdalla. Ozmyn s his Name; and he deferves his Fate; His Father heads that Faction which I hate. But, much I wonder, that I with him fee The Daughter of his mortal Enemy. Benz. 'Tis true, by Ozmyns Sword m y Brother fell} But 'twas a Death he merited too well. I know aSifter fhould excufe his Fault; But you know too, that Ozmyn s Death he fought. Abdal. Our Prophet has declar'd, by the Event, That Ozmyn is referv'd for Punifhment. For, when he thought his Guilt from Danger clear, He, by new Crimes, is brought to fuffer here. Boiz. In Love, or Pity, if a Crime you find, W e two have find above all humane Kind. Ozm. Heav'n in m y Punifhment has donea Grace; I coild not fuffer in abetter Place: Ihe Conquejt of Granada. 4.25 that I fhould die by Chriftians, it thought good To fave your Fathers guilt, w h o fought m y olood. I Tb her. Benz. Fate aims fo many blows to make us fall, That 'tis in vain, to think to ward em all; And where misfortunes great and many are, Life grows a burden, and not worth our care. Ozym. I caft it from me, like a Garment torrt, Ragged, and too undecent to be worn. Befides, there is Contagion in m y Fate; rja Benz. It makes your Life too much unfortunate. But fince her faults are not ally'd to mine, 1 n her protection let your favour fhine: To you, Great Queen, I make this laft requeft; (Since pity dwells in every Royal Breaft) Safe, in your care, her Life and Honour be : It is a dying Lovers Legacy. Benz. Ceafe, Ozmyn, ceafe fo vain a fute to move; I did not give you on thofe terms m y Love. Leave M e the care of M e ; for when you go, M y Love will foon inftruct m e what to do. Q. Ifabel. Permit me, Sir, thefe Lovers doom to give: M y Sentence is, They fhall together live. The Courts of Kings To all Diftrefsd (hou'd Sanctuaries be ; But moft to Lovers in Adverfity. CafliHe and Arragon, Which long againft each other W7ar did move, M y plighteel Lord and 1 have join'd by love; And, if to add this Conqueft Heav'n thinks good, I would not have it ftain'd with Lovers blood. Ferd. Whatever Ifabella fhall command, Shall always be a L a w to Ferdinand : Benz. The frowns of Fate we will no longer fear: 111 Fate, Great Queen, can never find us here. Ifabel. Your thanks fome other time I will receive i Henceforward, fafe in m y Protection live. Granda is for Noble Loves renown'd; Here beft defence is in her Lovers found. Love's ftn Heroick Paffion which can find N o room in any bafe degenerate mind : It kindles all the Soul with Honour's Fire, To make the Lover worthy his defire. Againft fuch Heroes I fuccefs fhould fear, Had we not too an Hoft of Lovers here. A n Army of bright Beauties come with m e ; Each Lady fhall her Servant's aftions fee : The Fair and Brave on each fide fhall conteft ; And they fhall overcome w h o love the b«ft. \_bJceunt omnes. SCENE II. The Mambrd. Zulenia Joins. Zul. True, they have pardon'd m e ; but do they kriow W h a t folly 'tis to truft a pardon'd Foe! A Blufh remains in a forgiven Face ; It wears the filent Tokens of Difgrace : Forgivenefs to the Injur'd does belong ; But they ne'er pardon w h o have done the wrong M y hopeful Fortune's loft! and what's above All I can name or think, m y ruin'd Love! Feign'd Honefty fhall work me into Truft; And feeming Penitence cohceal m y Luft. Let Heav'ns great Eye of Providence now takr One day of reft, and ever after wake. J 111 |