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Show 4 tf» •ueft of Granada. Almah Can . Then I will makeyoirfo; give me^yonr Hand. vnn this nrcffinfi and thefe Tears witnitand I , , you tins preiung, ^^ ^.^ ^ ^ ^ p^p.om hcT^ Boab. 0 Heav'n, were (he but mine, or mine alone! Ah, why are not the Hearts of W o m e n known! Falfe W o m e n to new Joys unfeen can move: There are no Prints left in the Paths of Love. All Goods befides by publick Marks are known; .. . But what we moft defire to keep has none. [ Almah approaching him. Almah. W h y will you in your Breaft your Paffion croud, Like unborn thunder rowling in a Cloud? Torment not your poor Heart, but fet it free; And rather let its Fury break on me. I am not married to a Gjyl.; 1 know Men muft have Paffions, and can bear from you. I fear th'unlucky Prefent I have made Boab. 0 Pow'r of Guilt; how Confcience can upbraid! It forces her not only to reveal, But to repeat what fhe would moft conceal. Almah. Can fuch a Toy, and giv'n in publick too Boab. Falfe W o m a n , you contriv'd it fhould be fo. That publick Gift in private was defign'd, The Embleme of the Love you meant to bind. Hence from m y fight, ungrateful as thou art; And, when I can, I'll banifti thee m y Heart. [She weeps. [To them Almanzor wearing the Scarf: He fees her weep. Aim wz. What precious Drops are thofe Which, filently, each others Track purfue, Bright as young Diamonds in their Infant Dew? Your Luftre you ihould free from Tears maintain ; LikeyEgypt, Rich without the help of Rain. N o w Curft be he who gave this Caufe of Grief; And double Curft who does not give Relief. Almah. Our common Fears, and publick Miferies, Have drawn thefe Tears from m y afflicted Eyes. Almanz. Madam, I cannot eafily believe It is for any publick Caufe you grieve. On your fair Face the Marks of Sorrow lye; But I read Fury in your Husbands Eye. And, in that Paffion, I too plainly find That you'r unhappy, and that he's unkind. Almah. Not new-made Mothers greater Love exprefs Than he, when with firft Looks their Babes they blefs. Nor Heav'n is more to dying Martyrs kind: Nor guardian Angels to their Charge affign'd. Boab. O Goodnefs counterfeited to the Life! O the well acted Virtue of a Wife! Would you with this m y juft Sufpicions blind? You've given me great Occafion to be kind ! The Marks, too, of your fpotlefs Love appear; Witnefs the Badge of m y Difhonour there. Almanz. Unworthy Owner of a Gem fo rare: Heavens! why muft he poflefs, and I defpair ? W h y is this Mifer doom'd to all this Store ? He who has all, and yet believes he's poor? Almahide to Almanzor. Almah. You'r much too bold, to blame a Jealoufie, So kind in him, and fo defir'd by me. The Faith of Wives would unrewarded prove Without thofe juft Obfervers of our Love. ' The greater Care the higher Paffion fhows- W e hold that deareft we moft fear to lofe. Diftruft in Lovers is too warm a Sun • But yet 'tis Night in Love when that is [ Pointing to Almanzor's Scarf gone. And, . Tke Conqueft of Granada. ^9 And, in thofe Climes which moft his fcorcrfin7 know He makes the nobleft Fruits and Metals grow Almanz. Yes there are Mines of Treafure in your Breaft Seen by that jealous Sun, but not pofleft. He, like a Devil among the bleft above, Can take no Pleafure in y,our Heaven of Love £ Go, take her, and thy cauflefs Fears remove;' C r To the Kim- Love herfo well that I with Rage may die. -> g Dull Husbands have no Right to Jealoufie: I If that's allow'd, it muft in Lovers be. \ Boab. The Succour which thou bring'ft m e makes thee bold: But know, without thy Aid, m y Crown I'll hold. Or, it I cannot, I will fire the place; Of a full City make a naked fpace. Hence, then, and from a Rival fet m e free: I'll do, I'll fuffer any thing, but thee. Almanz. I wonnotgo; I'll not be fore'd away • I came not for thy fake; nor do I ftay. ' It was the Queen who for m y Aid did fend; And 'tis I only can the Queen defend. I, for her fake, thy Scepter will maintain; And thou, by me, in fpight of thee, fhalt reign. Boab. Had I but hope I could defend this Place Three Days; thou fhouldft not live to m y Difgrace. So fmall a Time Might I poffefs m y Almahide alone, I would live Ages out, e're they were gone. I fhould not be of Love or Life bereft; All fhould be fpent before, and nothing left. Almah to Boab. As for your fake I for Almanzor fent, So, when you pleafe, he goes toBanifhment. You fhall, at laft, m y Loyalty approve: I will refufe no Tryal of m y Love. Boab. H o w can I think you love me, while I fee That Trophee of a Rival's Victory ? I'll tear it from his fide . Almanz I'll hold itfaft As Life; and when Life's gon, I'll hold this laft. And, if thou tak'ftit after I am flain, I'll fend m y Ghoft to fetch it back again. Almah. W h e n I beftow'd that Scarf, I had not thought, Or not confider'd, it might be a Fault. But, fince m y Lord's difpleas'd that I fhould make So fmall a Prefent, I command it back. Without delay th'unlucky Gift reftore; Or, from this Minute, never fee m e more. ("Almanzor pulling it offhafti- Almanz.The fhock of fuch a Curfe I dare not ftand, { ly, and prefenting it to her. Thus I obey your abfolute Command. [Shegives it to the King. Muft he the Spoils of fcorn'd Almanzor wear? May Tv.mus Fate be thine, who dar'd to bear The Belt of murder'd Pallas; from afar 4 Mayft thou be known, and be the Mark of W a r. Live juft to fee it from thy Shoulders torn By common Hands, and by fome Coward worn. [ An Alarm within. Enter Abdelmelech, Zulema, Hamet, Abenamar; their Swords drawn. Abdelm. Is this a time for Difcord or for Grief? W e perifh, Sir, without your quick Relief. I have been fool'd, and am unfortunate : fhe Foes purfue their Fortune, and our Fate. Zul. The Rebels with theSpaniards are agreed. Boab. Take breath ; m y Guards fhall to the Fight fucceed. Abenam. to Alman. W h y ftay you Sir, the conqu'ring Foe is near ? us their Courage; and give them our Fear. |