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Show 24 M U S T A P H A. Expir'd before mine eyes !-O noble Zanger\ The hand from whence that mortal prefent came I muft nor, will not guefs ! Zanger. Do not, m y brother; Lrft I fhould fpurn all human ties, and curfe W h o m nature bids m e reverence. Filial virtue ! Forgiv* the direful thought that wakens here--. Away---to harbor it were parricide- Alas ! m y brother, friendfh p makes me impious! Ana now, thy fight, whence I had hop'd all joy- T h y fight dinrcffes m - - W h y didft thou come? O cruel rafbnefs '-wherefore art thou here ? T o heap damnation on their heads ! on mine H o n or and lure defpair ! Muftapha. Look on me, Zanger. T h y virtuous foftmtfs, while it charms, diftrach me, Let m e not fee thy tears they melt away M y firmer heart* Indeed I am to blame T o wound thy gentle^nature with this tale I am, by heaven-I fhould have lock'd it up £ven from m y own reflection for thy fake. Turn this way, hear me, friend.-Had I not come, Not paid obedience to a father's order, I had avow'd a guilt that fled the light And merited the fate I meanly fhun'd : Nay more, had furnifhed to my honor's foe Sure arms againft my felf; to ftab me, Zanger, Thro' all fucceeding ages, in m y fan?ej And what are thoufand temporary deaths T o one, one curclefs wound that bleeds for ever ? Well, Of man. SCENE M U S T A P H A. 25 ft £& S C E N E V. Muftapha, Zanger, Ofman. Sir, the Emperor approaches. His orders are, Prince 2 r fhould retire ; H e would confer with you P private. Zanger. Brother ! (tmbractng. Muftapha. Zanger 1 **aven onlj' know* jr when or where _. •' • W e meet gain- ~ Find Achtret out: the fecret That moft iWorti m y foul» n e can dflclofei Friendfhip ^'^ teacn thee how to act.-Farewel. SCENEYI. Muftapha. He comes A namelefs terror flirt my foul, And fprsds fevere difquiet thro'my bofom. W h y mold I fear \ T h e roan of guilt alone Should' ft I diforder-'Tis but nature's frailty ; Th' unbiden trembling of the various heart, Where Icpes and fears arife, and pafs by turns* Cj SCENE |