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Show 3* M U S T A P H A. T h e name of fon or parricide upon thee. Muftapha. Sir, I provoke the tryal. S C E N E X. Ruftan. Curft event / T h e danger imminent and fure is mine. Should they demand m y head-Bv hell! 'til theirs. T o fave himfelf, the SolUn wnl refign His minifter : that fatal policy Long cuftom ha> madef cred-Dire Ambition! By following thee, I headlong urge m y fate, And change fecure repofefor wretched ftatc. ^e^nd of the fecond Aft. M U S T A P H A 33 Oil^\^7(' 1\ ^\ ' SS&^tf ACT III. SCENE I. Roxolana, Mufti. Roxolana. WHERE will this fearful revolution end ? And who muft falUhefaciificeof fate, Ruftan or Muftap1 a ? Mufti. Their f *ry feems A . if infl.m'd and ch.qu'd, by one fole will, Unlike the wavering multitude. Roxolana. That fhows Moft terrible ! , . Mufti. It would b e - - - b u t for him Their idol Muftapha, whofe pride of foul Or call it loyalty will furely prompt him, With oftentation, to reprefs at once T h e ftorm his fancy'd danger has arrouiid Roxolana. Dolt thou believe fo, Mufti I Mufti. Hold it. Madam, A moft undoubted truth : and that on yoa N o other labour lies, but to perplex By ftudy'd doubts and fears the Sultan s lpirit -, T o hint his certain ruin from a fon So dangeroufly powerful o'er the paffions, Of men inur'd to turbulence and treafons. Roxolana. M y better angel warns m e fro-m thy lips - And, Mufti, thou fhait find m e nobly grateful. Ruftan, what news ? iCT SCENE |