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Show 12 M U S T A P H A. Blended and loft in one confentin* intereft One undivided happintfs, beyond& ' T h e fohrary, joyiefs pride of power, That dazzles, not delights A heart lib-*. *: O'erflows it bounds, u n h e e d i n g _ i but me T o pour into thy faithful breaft the cires That break upon roy peace. Roxolana. l*ive m e them all: And I will charm them to repofe', or fharc Xneir fharpeft pangs. Solymon A fwarm of gloomy fears J$ waken'd here / Roxolana. What (car, m y gracious Lorn j Sohman. How, Roxolana, fpeak a. in the Crt, O r that ftern Angel w h o explores the erave 8 And calls departed fouls to Uriel confeffnn Roxolana. What do I hear ? Solyman. M y favoured Muftapha So grae'd and fo diftinguiiVd by m y fondnef, Feels he for m e .hat love a fon fhould feel hot fuch a parent f Roxolana Whence that doubt, m y Lord f fnnic Y °Wa heart' **»' not thy l0" Alarm-d thee togfpicioni of his conduit f * * * » * W1»at can a father with, he not pet. forms r r W h e n your juft vengeance fends him forth to war, Great ,n your power and glorious by your fame, H e hor*. the dreadful thunder ; then returns feubroiffiveto your nod, alike refign'd, • Commanding or obeying. Fou the wnile, I o give this brave and boundlefs fpirit fcope, Remain, m y Lord, unactiye in the made, Obfcunng your renown ; that his may rife £r"d J/0?*,?0 dazzle your admiring fubjecls, Vv no biers his brightness dwell upon his fight, A n d hail their future Lord ! Solyman. H a ! heard I nVht ? T > o u fay'ft I have been unadtive . cruel truth / The M U S T A P H A . 13 The world has cess'd to tremble at my name. Once, Afric, Afia, Europe, fled before it. The j erfian loft a kingdom to m y arms : I humbled Egypt ; crufh'd its daring rebels. Proud Rhcdes, defended by the ebofen boaft Of Chnit an chiefs, fuftain'd not myaffaulc. I fhook the diftant Danube with m y thunder ; Struck terror to tht heart of its hold ruler. JVly thrcatning war hungo'er his capital, A gather'u tempeft ; waiting but m y nod T o burft In ruin on it.-.-Yes-this was. But now perdition t Roxolana. Moderate, m y Lord, This rifing tranfport. Solyman. 'Tis a coward's vaunting : And valour blufhcs at it. • »• -Roxolaxa! What am I now ? Sunk; loft in floth and fiance ! While Muftapha his reign'd for Solyman I Poor and debating !-Kings who ceafe to act, Ceafe to be Kings. Roxolana. Yet Muftapha'i renown Is yours, m y Lord, fhe name of Scfyman Bore terror in it, conquer'd where he fought not. And, as the victory, the praife was yours. Solyman. T h y virtuous tcndernefs for m e deceives thee. I fee m y fatal error, feel m y danger. W e may oblige our children into foes, Even till they hate as deep as w e have lov'd. Roxolana. But thtn proceed, m y Lord, by wary lteps. Obfcrve him, if he leagues with men whofcrecn Their hate to you, their difappointed pride, Behind the fptcious mask of public zeal. Mark if the winning fbftnefs of his manners Be native o- afTtim'd ; Humility. Is oft difguuV ambition. Note tbe means By which he Hides into the vuigar bofom ; Feigns pity for their fufferings, hinted hopes |