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A69868 Don Sebastian, King of Portugal a tragedy, acted at the Theatre Royal / written by Mr. Dryden. Dryden, John, 1631-1700. 1690 (1690) Wing D2262; ESTC R16736 85,331 150

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thy very mouth That better he deserv'd my love than thou Dor. O whether would you drive me I must grant Yes I must grant but with a swelling Soul Henriquez had your Love with more desert For you he fought and dy'd I fought against you Through all the mazes of the bloudy field Hunted your Sacred life which that I miss'd Was the propitious errour of my fate Not of my Soul my Soul 's a Regicide Seb. Thou might'st have given it a more gentle name more calmly Thou mean'st to kill a Tyrant not a King Speak didst thou not Alonzo Dor. Can I speak Alas I cannot answer to Alonzo No Dorax cannot answer to Alonzo Alonzo was too kind a name for me Then when I fought and conquer'd with your Armes In that blest Age I was the man you nam'd Till rage and pride debas'd me into Dorax And lost like Lucifer my name above Seb. Yet twice this day I ow'd my life to Dorax Dor. I sav'd you but to kill you there 's my grief Seb. Nay if thou can'st be griev'd thou can'st repent Thou coud'st not be a Villain though thou woud'st Thou own'st too much in owning thou hast err'd And I too little who provok'd thy Crime Dor. O stop this headlong Torrent of your goodness It comes too fast upon a feeble Soul Half drown'd in tears before spare my confusion For pitty spare and say not first you err'd For yet I have not dar'd through guilt and shame Falls at his feet To throw my self beneath your Royall feet Now spurn this Rebell this proud Renegade 'T is just you should nor will I more complain Seb. Indeed thou shoud'st not ask forgiveness first taking him up But thou preventst me still in all that 's noble Yet I will raise thee up with better news Thy Violante's heart was ever thine Compell'd to wed because she was my Ward Her Soul was absent when she gave her hand Nor could my threats or his pursuing Courtship Effect the Consummation of his Love So still indulging tears she pines for thee A Widdow and a Maid Dor. Have I been cursing Heav'n while Heav'n blest me I shall run mad with extasy of joy What in one moment to be reconcil'd To Heaven and to my King and to my Love But pitty is my Friend and stops me short For my unhappy Rivall poor Henriquez Seb. Art thou so generous too to Pitty him Nay then I was unjust to love him better Embracing him Here let me ever hold thee in my arms And all our quarrells be but such as these Who shall love best and closest shall embrace Be what Enriquez was be my Alonzo Dor. What my Alonzo sayd you my Alonzo Let my tears thank you for I cannot speak And if I cou'd Words were not made to vent such thoughts as mine Seb. Thou canst not speak and I can ne're be silent Some Strange reverse of Fate must sure attend This vast profusion this extravagance Of Heaven to bless me thus 'T is Gold so pure It cannot bear the Stamp without allay Be kind ye Powers and take but half away With ease the gifts of Fortune I resign But let my Love and Friend be ever mine Exeunt ACT V. The Scene is a Room of State Enter Dorax and Antonio Dor. JOy is on every face without a Cloud As in the Scene of opening Paradice The whole Creation danc'd at their new being Pleas'd to be what they were pleas'd with each other Such Joy have I both in my self and Friends And double Joy that I have made 'em happy Antonio Pleasure has been the bus'ness of my life And every change of Fortune easy to me Because I still was easy to my self The loss of her I lov'd would touch me nearest Yet if I found her I might love too much And that 's uneasy Pleasure Dor. If she be fated To be your Wife your fate will find her for you Predestinated ills are never lost Anton. I had forgot T' Enquire before but long to be inform'd How poison'd and betray'd and round beset You could unwind your self from all these dangers And move so speedily to our relief Dor. The double poisons after a short Combat Expell'd each other in their Civill War By natures benefit and rows'd my thoughts To Guard that life which now I found Attack'd I summon'd all my Officers in hast On whose experienc'd Faith I might rely All came resolv'd to dye in my defence Save that one Villain who betray'd the Gate Our diligence prevented the surprize We justly fear'd so Muley-Zeydan found us Drawn-up in Battle to receive the charge Ant. But how the Moors and Christian slaves were joyn'd You have not yet unfolded Dor. That remains We knew their Int'rest was the same with ours And though I hated more than Death Sebastian I could not see him dye by Vulgar hands But prompted by my Angell or by his Freed all the Slaves and plac'd him next my self Because I would not have his Person known I need not tell the rest th' event declares it Ant. Your Conquest came of course their men were raw And yours were disciplin'd one doubt remains Why you industriously conceal'd the King Who known had added Courage to his Men Dor. I would not hazard civill broils betwixt His Friends and mine which might prevent our Combat Yet had he fall'n I had dismiss'd his Troops Or if Victorious order'd his escape But I forgot a new increase of Joy To feast him with surprize I must about it Expect my swift return Exit Dorax Enter a Servant to Antonio Serv. Here 's a Lady at the door that bids me tell you she is come to make an end of the game that was broken off betwixt you Ant. What manner of Woman is she Does she not want two of the four Elements has she any thing about her but ayr and fire Servant Truly she flys about the room as if she had wings instead of legs I believe she 's just turning into a bird a house-bird I warrant her and so hasty to fly to you that rather than fail of entrance she wou'd come tumbling down the Chimney like a Swallow Enter Morayma Antonio running to her and Embracing her Look if she be not here already what no deniall it seems will serve your turn why thou little dun is thy debt so pressing Mor. Little Devill if you please your lease is out good Mr. Conjurer and I am come to fetch you Soul and Body not an hour of lewdness longer in this world for you Ant. Where the Devill hast thou been and how the Devill didst thou find me here Mor. I follow'd you into the Castle yard but there was nothing but Tumult and Confusion and I was bodily afraid of being pick'd up by some of the Rabble considering I had a double charge about me my Jewells my Mayden-head Ant. Both of 'em intended for my Worships sole use and Property Mor. And what was poor little I among 'em all Ant. Not a mouthfull a piece
not it was discovered Bend. No The thoughts of Kings are like religious Groves The Walks of muffled Gods Sacred retreat Where none but whom they please t' admit approach Emp. Did not my conscious Eyes flash out a Flame To lighten those brown horrors and disclose The secret path I trod Bend. I cou'd not find it 'till you lent a Clue To that close Labarynth how then shou'd they Emp. I wou'd be loth they shou'd it breeds contempt For Herds to listen or presume to pry When the hurt Lion groans within his Den But is 't not strange Bend. To love not more than 't is to live a Tax Impos'd on all by Nature paid in kind Familiar as our being Emp. Still 't is strange To me I know my Soul as wild as winds That sweep the Desarts of our moving Plains Love might as well be sow'd upon our Sands As in a brest so barren To love an Enemy the only One Remaining too whom yester Sun beheld Must'ring her charms and rolling as she past By every Squadron her alluring eyes To edge her Champions Swords and urge my ruin The shouts of Soldiers and the burst of Cannon Maintain ev'n still a deaf and murm'ring noise Nor is Heav'n yet recover'd of the sound Her Battel rows'd Yet spight of me I love Bend. What then controuls you Her Person is as prostrate as her Party Emp. A thousand things controul this Conqueror My native pride to own th' unworthy passion Hazard of Int'rest and my Peoples love To what a Storm of Fate am I expos'd What if I had her murder'd 't is but what My Subjects all expect and she deserves Wou'd not th' impossibility Of ever ever seeing or possessing Calm all this rage this Hurrican of Soul Bend. That ever ever I mark'd the double shows extream reluctance To part with her for ever Emp. Right thou hast me I wou'd but cannot kill I must enjoy her I must and what I must be sure I will What 's Royalty but pow'r to please my self And if I dare not then am I the Slave And my own Slaves the Sovereigns 't is resolv'd Weak Princes flatter when they want the pow'r To curb their People tender Plants must bend But when a Government is grown to strength Like some old Oak rough with its armed Bark It yields not to the tug but only nods And turns to sullen State Bend. Then you resolve T' implore her pity and to beg relief Emp. Death must I beg the pity of my Slave Must a King beg Yes Love 's a greater King A Tyrant nay a Devil that possesses me He tunes the Organs of my voice and speaks Unknown to me within me pushes me And drives me on by force Say I shou'd wed her wou'd not my wise Subjects Take check and think it strange perhaps revolt Bend. I hope they wou'd not Emp. Then thou doubt'st they wou'd Bend. To whom Emp. To her Perhaps or to my Brother or to Thee Bend. in disorder To me me did you mention how I tremble The name of Treason shakes my honest Soul If I am doubted Sir Secure your self this moment take my life Emp. No more if I suspected thee I wou'd Bend. I thank your kindness Guilt had almost lost me Aside Emp. But clear my doubts think'st thou they may rebel Bend. aside This goes as I wou'd wish to th' Emp. 'T is possible A secret Party still remains that lurks Like Embers rak'd in ashes wanting but A breath to blow aside th'involving dust And then they blaze abroad Emp. They must be trampled out Bend. But first be known Emp. Torture shall force it from ' em Bend. You wou'd not put a Nation to the rack Emp. Yes the whole World so I be safe I care not Bend. Our Limbs and Lives Are yours but mixing Friends with Foes is hard Emp. All may be foes or how to be distinguish'd If some be friends Bend. They may with ease be winnow'd Suppose some one who has deserv'd your trust Some one who knows Mankind shou'd be employ'd To mix among 'em seem a Malcontent And dive into their breasts to try how far They dare oppose your love Emp. I like this well 'T is wholesom wickedness Bend. Whomever he suspects he fastens there And leaves no cranny of his Soul unsearch'd Then like a Bee bag'd with his honey'd venome He brings it to your Hive if such a Man So able and so honest may be found If not my project dyes Emp. By all my hopes thou hast describ'd thy self Thou thou alone art fit to play that Engine Thou only coudst contrive Bend. Sure I cou'd serve you I think I cou'd but here 's the difficulty I 'm so entirely yours That I shou'd scurvily dissemble hate The cheat wou'd be too gross Emp. Art thou a Statesman And canst not be a Hypocrite Impossible Do not distrust thy Vertues Bend. If I must personate this seeming Villain Remember 't is to serve you Emp. No more words Love goads me to Almeyda all affairs Are troublesom but that and yet that most Going Bid Dorax treat Sebastian like a King I had forgot him but this Love marrs all And takes up my whole brest Exit Emperor Bend. to the Emp. Be sure I 'll tell him With all the aggravating Circumstances Alone I can to make him swell at that Command The Tyrant first suspected me Then with a sudden gust he whirld about And trusted me too far Madness of Pow'r Now by his own consent I ruin him For shou'd some feeble Soul for fear or gain Bolt out t' accuse me ev'n the King is cozen'd And thinks he 's in the secret How sweet is Treason when the Traytor 's safe Sees the Mufti and Dorax entring and seeming to confer The Mufti and with him my sullen Dorax That first is mine already 'T was easie work to gain a cov'tous mind Whom rage to loose his Pris'ners had prepar'd Now caught himself He wou'd seduce another I must help him For Church-men though they itch to govern all Are silly woful awkard Politicians They make lame mischief though they mean it well Their Int'rest is not finely drawn and hid But seams are coarsly bungled up and seen Muf. He 'll tell you more Dor. I 've heard enough already To make me loath thy Morals Bend. to Dor. You seem warm The good Man's zeal perhaps has gon too far Dor. Not very far not farther than zeal goes Of course a small days journey short of Treason Muf. By all that 's Holy Treason was not nam'd I spar'd the Emperors broken Vows to save The Slaves from Death though it was cheating Heav'n But I forgave him that Dor. And slighted o'er scornfully The wrongs himself sustain'd in property When his bought Slaves were seiz'd by force no loss Of his consider'd and no cost repaid Mufti Not wholly slighted o'er not absolutely Some modest hints of private wrongs I urg'd Dorax Two thirds of all he said there he began To shew the fulness of his heart
a false Courage when thou threat'nest me Thou canst not stir a hand to touch my Life Do not I see thee tremble while thou speak'st Lay by the Lions Hide vain Conqueror And take the Distaff for thy Soul 's my Slave Emp. Confusion How thou viewest my very Heart I cou'd as soon Stop a Spring-tide blown in with my bare hand As this impetuous Love Yes I will wed thee In spight of thee and of my self I will Alm. For what To people Affric with new Monsters Which that unnatural mixture must produce No were we joyn'd e'vn tho it were in death Our Bodies burning in one Funeral Pile The Prodigy of Thebes wou'd be renew'd And my divided flame shou'd break from thine Emp. Serpent I will engender Poyson with thee Joyn Hate with Hate add Venom to the birth Our Off-spring like the seed of Dragons Teeth Shall issue arm'd and fight themselves to death Alm. I 'm calm again thou canst not marry me Emp. As gleams of Sun-shine soften storms to show'rs So if you smile the loudness of my rage In gentle Whispers shall return but this That nothing can divert my Love but Death Alm. See how thou art deceiv'd I am a Christian 'T is true unpractis'd in my new Belief Wrongs I resent nor pardon yet with ease Those Fruits come late and are of slow increase In haughty Hearts like mine Now tell thy self If this one word destroy not thy designs Thy Law permits thee not to marry me Emp. 'T is but a specious Tale to blast my hopes And baffle my pretensions Speak Sebastian And as a King speak true Sebast Then thus adjur'd On a King's word 't is truth but truth ill tim'd For her dear Life is now expos'd anew Unless you wholly can put on Divinity And graciously forgive Alm. Now learn by this The little value I have left for life And trouble me no more Emp. I thank thee Woman Thou hast restor'd me to my native Rage And I will seize my happiness by force Sebast Know Muley-Moluch when thou dar'st attempt Emp. Beware I wou'd not be provok'd to use A Conqueror's right and therefore charge thy silence If thou wou'dst merit to be thought my Friend I leave thee to perswade her to compliance If not there 's a new gust in Ravishment Which I have never try'd Bend. They must be watch'd aside For something I observ'd creates a doubt Exeunt Emperour and Benducar Seb. I 've been too tame have basely born my Wrongs And not exerted all the King within me I heard him O sweet Heavens he threat'ned Rape Nay insolently urg'd me to perswade thee Ev'n thee thou Idol of my Soul and Eyes For whom I suffer Life and drag this being Alm. You turn my Prison to a Paradise But I have turn'd your Empire to a Prison In all your Wars good fortune flew before you Sublime you sate in Triumph on her Wheel Till in my fatal Cause your Sword was drawn The weight of my misfortunes drag'd you down Seb. And is' t not strange that Heav'n shou'd bless my Arms In common Causes and desert the best Now in your greatest last extremity When I wou'd ayd you most and most desire it I bring but Sighs the succors of a Slave Alm. Leave then the luggage of your fate behind To make your flight more easie leave Almeyda Nor think me left a base ignoble Prey Expos'd to this inhuman Tyrant's lust My Virtue is a guard beyond my strength And Death my last defence within my call Seb. Death may be call'd in vain and cannot come Tyrants can tye him up from your relief Nor has a Christian privilege to dye Alas thou art too young in thy new Faith Brutus and Cato might discharge their Souls And give 'em Furlo's for another World But we like Centry's are oblig'd to stand In starless Nights and wait the pointed hour Alm. If shunning ill be good then Death is good To those who cannot shun it but by Death Divines but peep on undiscover'd Worlds And draw the distant Landshape as they please But who has e'er return'd from those bright Regions To tell their Manners and relate their Laws I 'll venture landing on that happy shoar With an unsully'd Body and white Mind If I have err'd some kind Inhabitant Will pity a stray'd Soul and take me home Seb. Beware of Death thou canst not dye unperjur'd And leave an unaccomplish'd Love behind Thy Vows are mine nor will I quit my claim The tye of Minds are but imperfect Bonds Unless the Bodies joyn to seal the Contract Alm. What Joys can you possess or can I give Where groans of Death succeed the sighs of Love Our Hymen has not on his Saffron Robe But muffled up in Mourning downward holds His dropping Torch extinguish'd with his Tears Seb. The God of Love stands ready to revive it With his etherial breath Alm. 'T is late to joyn when we must part so soon Seb. Nay rather let us haste it ere we part Our Souls for want of that acquaintance here May wander in the starry Walks above And forc'd on worse Companions miss our selves Alm. The Tyrant will not long be absent hence And soon I shall be ravish'd from your arms Seb. Wilt thou thy self become the greater Tyrant And give not Love while thou hast Love to give In dang'rous days when Riches are a Crime The wise betimes make over their Estates Make oer thy Honour by a deed of trust And give me seizure of the mighty wealth Alm. What shall I do O teach me to refuse I wou'd and yet I tremble at the grant For dire presages fright my Soul by day And boding Visions haunt my Nightly Dreams Sometimes methinks I hear the groans of Ghosts Thin hollow sounds and lamentable screams Then like a dying Eccho from afar My Mothers Voice that cries Wed not Almeyda Forewarn'd Almeyda Marriage is thy Crime Seb. Some envious Demon to delude our joys Love is not Sin but where 't is sinful Love Alm. Mine is a flame so holy and so clear That the white taper leaves no soot behind No smoak of Lust but chast as Sister's love When coldly they return a Brothers kiss Without the zeal that meets at lovers mouths Seb. Laugh then at fond presages I had some Fam'd Nostradamus when he took my Horoscope Foretold my Father I shou'd wed with Incest Ere this unhappy War my Mother dy'd And Sisters I had none vain Augury A long Religious Life a Holy Age My Stars assign'd me too impossible For how can Incest suit with Holiness Or Priestly Orders with a Princely State Alm. Old venerable Alvarez sighing Seb. But why that sigh in naming that good Man Alm. Your Fathers Counsellor and Confident Seb. He was and if he lives my second Father Alm. Mark'd our farewel when going to the sight You gave Almeyda for the word of Battel 'T was in that fatal Moment he discover'd The Love that long we labour'd to conceal I know it though my eyes
might have allur'd some of the Shee-slaves to him and was resolv'd to prevent what might have been betwixt him and them when on the sudden he rush'd out upon me caught me in his arms with such a fury Muf. I have heard enough away with him Joh. Mistaking me no doubt for one of his fellow Slaves With that affrighted as I was I discover'd my self and cry'd aloud But as soon as ever he knew me the Villain let me go and I must needs say he started back as if I were some Serpent and was more afraid of me than I of him Muf. O thou corrupter of my Family that 's cause enough of death once again away with him Joh. What for an intended Trespass No harm has been done whatever may be He cost you five hundred Crowns I take it Muf. Thou say'st true a very considerable Sum He shall not dye tho he had committed folly with a Slave 't is too much to lose by him Ant. My only fault has ever been to love playing in the dark and the more she cry'd the more I play'd that it might be seen I intended nothing to her Muf. To your Kennel Sirrah mortifie your flesh and consider in whose Family you are Joh. And one thing more remember from henceforth to obey better Muf. aside For all her smoothness I am not quite cur'd of my Jealousie but I have thought of a way that will clear my doubts Exit Mufti with Johayma and Servants Ant. I am mortify'd sufficiently already without the help of his ghostly Counsel Fear of Death has gone farther with me in two Minutes than my Conscience wou'd have gone in two Months I find my self in a very dejected condition all over me poor Sin lyes dormant Concupiscence is retir'd to his winter quarters and if Morayma shou'd now appear I say no more but alas for her and me Morayma comes out of the Arbour she steals behind him and claps him on the back Morayma And if Morayma shou'd appear as she does appear alas you say for her and you Antonio Art thou there my sweet temptation my Eyes my Life my Soul my all Morayma A mighty Complement when all these by your own Confession are just nothing Ant. Nothing till thou cam'st to new create me thou dost not know the power of thy own Charms let me embrace thee and thou shalt see how quickly I can turn wicked Morayma stepping back Nay if you are so dangerous 't is best keeping you at a distance I have no mind to warm a frozen Snake in my bosom he may chance to recover and sting me for my pains Ant. Consider what I have suffer'd for thy sake already and make me some amends two disappointments in a night O cruel Creature Mor. And you may thank your self for both I came eagerly to the Charge before my time through the back walk behind the Arbour and you like a fresh-water Soldier stood guarding the Pass before if you miss'd the Enemy you may thank your own dulness Anton. Nay if you will be using stratagems you shall give me leave to make use of my advantages now I have you in my power we are fairly met I 'll try it out and give no quarter Mor. By your favour Sir we meet upon treaty now and not upon defiance Ant. If that be all you shall have Carte blanche immediately for I long to be ratifying Mor. No now I think on 't you are already enter'd into Articles with my Enemy Johayma Any thing to serve you Madam I shall refuse no drudgery whose words were those Gentleman was that like a Cavalier of honour Anton. Not very heroick but self preservation is a point above Honour and Religion too Antonio was a Rogue I must confess but you must give me leave to love him Mor. To beg your life so basely and to present your Sword to your Enemy Oh Recreant Ant. If I had died honourably my fame indeed wou'd have sounded loud but I shou'd never have heard the blast Come don't make your self worse natur'd than you are to save my life you wou'd be content I shou'd promise any thing Mor. Yes if I were sure you wou'd perform nothing Ant. Can you suspect I wou'd leave you for Johayma Mor. No but I can expect you wou'd have both of us Love is covetous I must have all of you heart for heart is an equal truck In short I am younger I think handsomer and am sure I love you better she has been my step-mother these fifteen years you think that 's her face you see but 't is only a dawb'd Vizard she wears an Armour of proof upon 't an inch thick of Paint besides the Wash her Face is so fortifi'd that you can make no approaches to it without a Shovel But for her constancy I can tell you for your comfort she will love till death I mean till yours for when she has worn you out she will certainly dispatch you to another world for fear of telling tales as she has already serv'd three Slaves your Predecessors of happy memory in her favours She has made my pious Father a three pil'd Cuckold to my knowledg and now she wou'd be robbing me of my single Sheep too Ant. Prithee prevent her then and at least take the shearing of me first Mor. No I 'll have a Butchers Pen'worth of you first secure the Carcass and then take the fleece into the bargain Ant. Why sure you did not put your self and me to all this trouble for a dry come off by this hand taking it Mor. Which you shall never touch but upon better assurances than you imagine Pulling her hand away Ant. I 'll marry thee and make a Christian of thee thou pretty damn'd Infidel Mor. I mean you shall but no earnest till the bargain be made before witness there 's love enough to be had and as much as you can turn you to never doubt it but all upon honourable terms Ant. I vow and swear by Love and he 's a Deity in all Religions Mor. But never to be trusted in any he has another name too of a worse sound Shall I trust an Oath when I see your Eyes languishing your Cheeks flushing and can hear your heart throbbing no I 'll not come near you He 's a foolish Physitian who will feel the pulse of a Patient that has the Plague-spots upon him Ant. Did one ever hear a little Moppet argue so perversly against so good a Cause Come prithee let me anticipate a little of my Revenue Mor. You wou'd feign be fingring your Rents before-hand but that makes a man an ill Husband ever after Consider Marriage is a painful Vocation as you shall prove it manage your Incomes as thriftily as you can you shall find a hard task on 't to make even at the years end and yet to live decently Ant. I came with a Christian intention to revenge my self upon thy Father for being the head of a false Religion Mor. And so you
me more by barely naming him Than all thy foul unmanner'd scurril taunts Dorax And therefore 't was to gaul thee that I nam'd him That thing that nothing but a cringe and smile That Woman but more dawb'd or if a man Corrupted to a Woman thy Man Mistress Sebast All false as Hell or thou Dorax Yes full as false As that I serv'd thee fifteen hard Campaignes And pitch'd thy Standard in these Forreign Fields By me thy greatness grew thy years grew with it But thy Ingratitude outgrew 'em both Sebast I see to what thou tend'st but tell me first If those great Acts were done alone for me If love produc'd not some and pride the rest Dorax Why Love does all that 's noble here below But all th' advantage of that love was thine For coming fraughted back in either hand With Palm and Olive Victory and Peace I was indeed prepar'd to ask my own For Violante's vows were mine before Thy malice had prevention ere I spoke And ask'd me Violante for Enriquez Seb. I meant thee a reward of greater worth Dor. Where justice wanted could reward be hop'd Could the robb'd Passenger expect a bounty From those rapacious hands who stript him first Seb. He had my promise e're I knew thy love Dor. My Services deserv'd thou should'st revoke it Seb. Thy Insolence had cancell'd all thy Service To violate my Laws even in my Court Sacred to peace and safe from all affronts E'ven to my face as done in my despight Under the wing of awfull Majesty To strike the man I lov'd Dor. Even in the face of Heaven a place more Sacred Would I have struck the man who propt by power Would Seize my right and rob me of my Love But for a blow provok'd by thy Injustice The hasty product of a just despair When he refus'd to meet me in the field That thou shoud'st make a Cowards Cause thy own Seb. He durst nay more desir'd and begg'd with tears To meet thy Challenge fairly 't was thy fault ●o make it publique but my duty then To interpose on pain of my displeasure Betwixt your Swords Dor. On pain of Infamy He should have disobey'd Seb. Th' Indignity thou didst was ment to me Thy gloomy eyes were cast on me with scorn As who should say the blow was there intended But that thou didst not dare to lift thy hands Against Annointed power so was I forc'd To do a Soveraign justice to my self And spurn thee from my presence Dor. Thou hast dar'd To tell me what I durst not tell my self I durst not think that I was spurn'd and live And live to hear it boasted to my face All my long Avarice of honour lost Heap'd up in Youth and hoarded up for Age Has honours Fountain then suck'd back the stream He has and hooting Boys may dry shod pass And gather pebbles from the naked Foord Give me my Love my Honour give 'em back Give me revenge while I have breath to ask it Seb. Now by this honour'd Order which I wear More gladly would I give than thou dar'st ask it Nor shall the Sacred Character of King Be urg'd to shield me from thy bold appeal If I have injur'd thee that makes us equall The wrong if done debas'd me down to thee But thou hast charg'd me with Ingratitude Hast thou not charg'd me speak Dor. Thou know'st I have If thou disown'st that Imputation draw And prove my Charge a lye Seb. No to disprove that lye I must not draw Be conscious to thy worth and tell thy Soul What thou hast done this day in my defence To fight thee after this what were it else Than owning that Ingratitude thou urgest That Isthmus stands betwixt two rushing Seas Which mounting view each other from afar And strive in vain to meet Dor. I 'le cut that Isthmus Thou know'st I meant not to preserve thy Life But to reprieve it for my own revenge I sav'd thee out of honourable malice Now draw I should be loath to think thou dar'st not Beware of such another vile excuse Seb. O patience Heaven Dor. Beware of Patience too That 's a Suspicious word it had been proper Before thy foot had spurn'd me now 't is base Yet to disarm thee of thy last defence I have thy Oath for my security The only boon I begg'd was this fair Combat Fight or be Perjur'd now that 's all thy choice Sebas drawing Now I can thank thee as thou wouldst be thank'd Never was vow of honour better pay'd If my true Sword but hold than this shall be The sprightly Bridegroom on his Wedding Night More gladly enters not the lists of Love Why 't is enjoyment to be summon'd thus Go bear my Message to Henriquez Ghost And say his Master and his Friend reveng'd him Dor. His Ghost then is my hated Rivall dead Seb. The question is beside our present purpose Thou seest me ready we delay too long Dor. A minute is not much in eithers Life When their 's but one betwixt us throw it in And give it him of us who is to fall Sebast He 's dead make hast and thou mayst yet o're take him Dor. When I was hasty thou delay'st me longer I prethee let me hedge one moment more Into thy promise for thy life preserv'd Be kind and tell me how that Rivall dy'd Whose Death next thine I wish'd Seb. If it would please thee thou should'st never know But thou like Jealousy enquir'st a truth Which found will torture thee He dy'd in Fight Fought next my person as in Consort fought Kept pace for pace and blow for every blow Save when he heav'd his Shield in my defence And on his naked side receiv'd my wound Then when he could no more he fell at once But rowl'd his falling body cross their way And made a Bulwark of it for his Prince Dor. I never can forgive him such a death Seb. I prophecy'd thy proud Soul could not bear it Now judge thy self who best deserv'd my Love I knew you both and durst I say as Heaven Foreknew among the shining Angell host Who would stand firm who fall Dor. Had he been tempted so so had he fall'n And so had I been favour'd had I stood Seb. What had been is unknown what is appears Confess he justly was preferr'd to thee Dor. Had I been born with his indulgent Stars My fortune had been his and his been mine O worse than Hell what Glory have I lost And what has he acquir'd by such a death I should have fallen by Sebastians side My Corps had been the Bulwark of my King His glorious end was a patch'd work of fate Ill sorted with a soft effeminate life It suited better with my life than his So to have dy'd mine had been of a peice Spent in your service dying at your feet Seb. The more effeminate and soft his life The more his fame to struggle to the field And meet his glorious fate Confess proud Spirit For I will have it from
't was too much odds in Conscience Mor. So seeking for shelter I naturally ran to the old place of Assignation the Garden-house where for want of instinct you did not follow me Ant. Well for thy Comfort I have secur'd thy Father and I hope thou hast secur'd his effects for us Mor. Yes truly I had the prudent foresight to consider that when we grow old and weary of Solacing one another we might have at least wherewithall to make merry with the World and take up with a worse pleasure of eating and drinking when we were disabled for a better Ant. Thy fortune will be e'en too good for thee for thou art going into the Country of Serenades and Gallantries where thy street will be haunted every Night with thy foolish Lovers and my Rivals who will be sighing and singing under thy inexorable windows lamentable ditties and call thee Cruell Goddess Moon and Stars and all the Poeticall names of wicked rhyme while thou and I are minding our bus'ness and jogging on and laughing at 'em at leisure-minuts which will be very few take that by way of threatning Mor. I am afraid you are not very valiant that you huff so much before hand but they say your Churches are fine places for Love-devotion many a she-Saint is there worship'd Ant. Temples are there as they are in all other Countries good conveniences for dumb enterviews I hear the Protestants an 't much reform'd in that point neither for their Sectaries call ●heir Churches by the naturall name of Meeting-houses therefore I warn thee in good time not more of devotion than needs must good future Spowse and allways in a veile for those eyes of thine are damn'd enemies to mortification Mor. The best thing I have heard of Christendom is that we women are allow'd the priviledge of having Souls and I assure you I shall make bold to bestow mine upon some Lover when ever you begin to go astray and if I find no Convenience in a Church a private Chamber will serve the turn Ant. When that day comes I must take my revenge and turn Gardener again for I find I am much given to Planting Mor. But take heed in the mean time that some young Antonio does not spring-up in your own Family as false as his Father though of another mans planting Reenter Dorax with Sebastian and Almeyda Sebastian enters speaking to Dorax while in the mean time Antonio presents Morayma to Almeyda Seb. How fares our Royall Pris'ner Muley Zeydan Dor. Dispos'd to grant whatever I desire To gain a Crown and Freedom well I know him Of easy temper naturally good And faithfull to his word Seb. Yet one thing wants To fill the measure of my happiness I 'm still in pain for poor Alvarez's life Dor. Release that fear the good old man is safe I pay'd his ransome And have already order'd his Attendance Seb. O bid him enter for I long to see him Enter Alvarez with a Servant who departs when Alvarez is enter'd Alvarez falling down and embracing the Kings knees Now by my Soul and by these hoary hairs I 'm so ore-whelm'd with pleasure that I feel A latter spring within my with'ring limbs That Shoots me out again Sebastian raising him Thou good old Man Thou hast deceiv'd me into more more joys Who stood brim-full before Alv. O my dear Child I love thee so I cannot call thee King Whom I so oft have dandled in these arms What when I gave thee lost to find thee living 'T is like a Father who himself had scap'd A falling house and after anxious search Hears from afar his only Son within And digs through rubbish till he drags him out To see the friendly light Such is my hast so trembling is my joy To draw thee forth from underneath thy Fate Seb. The Tempest is ore-blown the Skys are clear And the Sea charm'd into a Calm so still That not a wrinkle ruffles her smooth face Alv. Just such she shows before a rising storm And therefore am I come with timely speed To warn you into Port. Almeyda My Soul fore-bodes aside Some dire event involv'd in those dark words And just disclosing in a birth of fate Alv. Is there not yet an Heir of this vast Empire Who still Survives of Muley-Moluchs branch Dor. Yes such an one there is a Captive here And Brother to the Dead Alv. The Power 's above Be prais'd for that My prayers for my good Master I hope are heard Seb. Thou hast a right in Heav'n But why these prayers for me Alv. A door is open yet for your deliv'rance Now you my Country-men and you Almeyda Now all of us and you my all in one May yet be happy in that Captives life Seb. We have him here an honourable Hostage For terms of peace what more he can Contribute To make me blest I know not Alv. Vastly more Almeyda may be settled in the Throne And you review your Native Clime with fame A firm Alliance and eternall Peace The glorious Crown of honourable War Are all included in that Princes life Let this fair Queen be giv'n to Muley-Zeydan And make her love the Sanction of your League Seb. No more of that his life 's in my dispose And Pris'ners are not to insist on terms Or if they were yet he demands not these Alv. You shou'd exact ' em Alm. Better may be made These cannot I abhor the Tyrants race My Parents Murtherers my Throne 's Usurpers But at one blow to cut off all dispute Know this thou busy old officious Man I am a Christian now be wise no more Or if thou woud'st be still thought wise be silent Alv. O! I perceive you think your Int'rest touch'd 'T is what before the Battail I observ'd But I must speak and will Seb. I prethee peace Perhaps she thinks they are too near of bloud· Alv. I wish she may not wod to bloud more near Seb. What if I make her mine Alv. Now Hea'vn forbid Seb. Wish rather Hea'vn may grant For if I cou'd deserve I have deserv'd her My toyls my hazards and my Subjects lives Provided she consent may claim her love And that once granted I appeal to these If better I cou'd chuse a beauteous Bride Ant. The fairest of her Sex Mor. The pride of Nature Dor. He only merits her she only him So payr'd so suited in their minds and Persons That they were fram'd the Tallyes for each other If any Alien love had interpos'd It must have been an eyesore to beholders And to themselves a Curse Alv. And to themselves The greatest Curse that can be were to joyn Seb. Did I not love thee past a change to hate That word had been thy ruine but no more I charge thee on thy life perverse old man Alv. Know Sir I wou'd be silent if I durst But if on Shipbord I shou'd see my Friend Grown frantique in a raging Calenture And he imagining vain flowry fields Wou'd headlong plunge himself into the
it right my dear my best Alonzo And that but petty reparation too But all I have to give Dor. Your pardon Sir You may do more and ought Seb. What more than death Dor. Death Why that 's Childrens sport a Stage-Play Death We Act it every Night we go to bed Death to a Man in misery is sleep Wou'd you who perpetrated such a Crime As frighten'd nature made the Saints above Shake Heav'ns Eternal pavement with their trembling To view that act wou'd you but barely dye But stretch your limbs and turn on t'other side To lengthen out a black voluptuous slumber And dream you had your Sister in your arms Seb. To expiate this can I do more then dye Dor O yes you must do more you must be damn'd You must be damn'd to all Eternity And sure self-Murder is the readiest way Seb. How damn'd Dor. Why is that News Alvar O horrour horrour Dor. What thou a Statesman And make a bus'ness of Damnation In such a World as this why 't is a trade The Scriv'ner Usurer Lawyer Shop-keeper And Soldier cannot live but by damnation The Polititian does it by advance And gives all gone before-hand Seb. O thou hast giv'n me such a glimse of Hell So push'd me forward even to the brink Of that irremeable burning Gulph That looking in th' Abyss I dare not leap And now I see what good thou meanst my Soul And thank thy pious fraud Thou hast indeed Appear'd a Devill but didst an Angells work Dor. 'T was the last Remedy to give you leisure For if you cou'd but think I knew you safe Seb. I thank thee my Alonzo I will live But never more to Portugall return For to go back and reign that were to show Triumphant Incest and pollute the Throne Alv. Since Ignorance Seb. O palliate not my wound When you have argu'd all you can 't is Incest No 't is resolv'd I charge you plead no more I cannot live without Almeyda's sight Nor can I see Almeyda but I sin Hea'vn has inspir'd me with a Sacred thought To live alone to Hea'vn and dye to her Dorax Mean you to turn an Anchoret Seb. What else The world was once too narrow for my mind But one poor little nook will serve me now To hide me from the rest of humane kinde Affrique has desarts wide enough to hold Millions of Monsters and I am sure the greatest Alv. You may repent and wish your Crown too late Seb. O never never I am past a Boy A Scepter 's but a play thing and a Globe A bigger bounding Stone He who can leave Almeyda may renounce the rest with ease Dorax O Truly great A Soul fix'd high and capable of Hea'vn Old as he is your Uncle Cardinall Is not so far enamour'd of a Cloyster But he will thank you for the Crown you leave him Seb To please him more let him believe me dead That he may never dream I may return Alonzo I am now no more thy King But still thy Friend and by that holy Name Adjure thee to perform my last request Make our Conditions with you Captive King Secure me but my Solitary Cell 'T is all I ask him for a Crown restor'd Dor. I will do more But fear not Muley-Zeydan his soft mettall Melts down with easy warmth runs in the mould And needs no farther forge Exit Dorax Re-enter Almeyda led by Morayma and follow●d by her Attendants Seb. See where she comes again By Hea'vn when I behold those beauteous eyes Repentance laggs and Sin comes hurrying on Alm. This is too cruell Seb. Speak'st thou of Love of Fortune or of Death Or double Death for we must part Almeyda Alm. I speak of all For all things that belong to us are cruell But what 's most cruell we must love no more O'tis too much that I must never see you But not to love you is impossible No I must love you Hea'vn may bare me that And charge that Sinfull Sympathy of Souls Upon our Parents when they lov'd too well Seb. Good Hea'vn thou speakst my thoughts and I speak thine Nay then there 's Incest in our very Souls For we were form'd too like Alm. Too like indeed And yet not for each other Sure when we part for I resolv'd it too Tho' you propos'd it first however distant We shall be ever thinking of each other And the same moment for each other pray Seb. But if a wish shou'd come a thwart our prayers Alm. It wou'd do well to curb it if we cou'd Seb. We cannot look upon each others face But when we read our love we read our guilt And yet methinks I cannot chuse but love Alm I wou'd have ask'd you if I durst for shame If still you lov'd you gave it Air before me Ah why were we not born both of a Sex For then we might have lov'd without Crime Why was not I your Brother though that wish Involv'd our Parents guilt we had not parted We had been Friends and Friendship is not Incest Seb. Alas I know not by what name to call thee Sister and Wife are the two dearest Names And I wou'd call thee both and both are Sin Unhappy we that still we must confound The dearest Names into a common Curse Alm. To love and be belov'd and yet be wretched Seb. To have but one poor night of all our lives It was indeed a glorious guilty night So happy that forgive me Hea'vn I wish With all its guilt it were to come again Why did we know so soon or why at all That Sin cou'd be conceal'd in such a blisse Alm. Men have a larger priviledge of words Else I shou'd speak but we must part Sebastian That 's all the name that I have left to call thee I must not call thee by the name I wou'd But when I say Sebastian dear Sebastian I kiss the name I speak Seb. We must make hast or we shall never part I wou'd say something that 's as dear as this Nay wou'd do more than say one moment longer And I shou'd break through Laws Divine and Humane And think 'em Cobwebs spred for little man Which all the bulky herd of nature breaks The vigorous young world was ignorant Of these restrictions 't is decrepit now Not more devout but more decay'd and cold All this is impious therefore we must part For gazing thus I kindle at thy sight And once burnt down to tinder light again Much sooner then before Reenter Dorax Alm. Here comes the sad denouncer of my fate To toul the mournfull knell of Seperation While I as on my Death-bed hear the sound That warns me hence for ever Sebastian to Dorax Now be brief And I will try to listen And share the minute that remains betwixt The care I owe my Subjects and my Love Dorax Your fate has gratify'd you all she can Gives easy misery and makes Exile pleasing I trusted Muley Zeydan as a friend But swore him first to Secresy he wept Your fortune
stood full of tears Yet through the mist I saw him stedfast gaze Then knock'd his Aged breast and inward groan'd Like some sad Prophet that foresaw the doom Of those whom best he lov'd and cou'd not save Seb. It startles me and brings to my remembrance That when the shock of Battel was begun He wou'd have much complain'd but had not time Of our hid passion then with lifted hands He beg'd me by my Fathers Sacred Soul Not to espouse you if he dy'd in fight For if he liv'd and we were Conquerors He had such things to urge against our Marriage As now declar'd wou'd blunt my sword in Battel And dastardize my Courage Alm. My blood cruddles And cakes about my heart Seb. I 'll breath a sigh so warm into thy bosom Shall make it flow again My Love he knows not Thou art a Christian that produc'd his fear Lest thou shoud'st sooth my Soul with charms so strong That Heav'n might prove too weak Alm. There must be more This cou'd not blunt your Sword Seb. Yes if I drew it with a curst intent To take a Misbeliever to my Bed It must be so Alm. Yet Seb. No thou shalt not plead With that fair mouth against the Cause of Love Within this Castle is a Captive Priest My Holy Confessor whose free access Not ev'n the barb'rous Victors have refus'd This happy hour his hands shall make us one Alm. I go with Love and Fortune two blind Guides To lead my way half loth and half consenting If as my Soul fore-bodes some dire event Pursue this Union or some Crime unknown Forgive me Heav'n and all ye Blest above Excuse the frailty of unbounded Love Exeunt Ambo Scene 2. Suppos'd a Garden with Lodging Rooms behind it or on the sides Enter Mufti Antonio as a Slave and Johayma the Mufti 's Wife Mufti ANd how do you like him look upon him well he 's a personable Fellow of a Christian Dog Now I think you are fitted for a Gardiner Ha what say'st thou Johayma Johayma He may make a shift to sow lettice raise Melons and water a Garden plat But otherwise a very filthy Fellow how odiously he smells of his Country garlike fugh how he stinks of Spain Mufti Why honey-bird I bought him a purpose for thee didst not thou say thou long'dst for a Christian Slave Joh. Ah but the sight of that loathsom creature has almost cur'd me And how can I tell that he 's a Christian and he were well search'd he may prove a Jew for ought I know And besides I have always long'd for an Eunuch for they say that 's a Civil Creature and almost as harmless as your self Husband speak fellow are not you such a kind of peaceable thing Ant. I was never taken for one in my own Country and not very peaceable neither when I am well provok'd Mufti To your Occupation Dog bind up the Jessamines in yond Arbor and handle your pruning knife with dexterity tightly I say go tightly to your business you have cost me much and must earn it in your work here 's plentiful provision for you rascal sallating in the Garden and water in the tanck and on Holydays the licking of a platter of Rice when you deserve it Joh. What have you been bred up to Sirrah and what can you perform to recommend you to my service Antonio making legs Why Madam I can perform as much as any Man in a fair Ladies Service I can play upon the Flute and Sing I can carry your Umbrella and fan your Ladyship and cool you when you are too hot in fine no Service either by day or by night shall come amiss to me and besides am of so quick an apprehension that you need but wink upon me at any time to make me understand my duty She winks at him Anton. Very fine she has tipt the wink already Aside Joh. The Whelp may come to something in time when I have enter'd him into his business Muf. A very malapert Cur I can tell him that I do not like his fawning you must be taught your distance Sirrah Strikes him Joh. Hold hold He ha's deserv'd it I confess but for once let his ignorance plead his pardon we must not discourage a beginner Your Reverence has taught us Charity ev'n to Birds and Beasts here you filthy brute you take this little Alms to buy you plaisters gives him a piece of money Ant. Money and a Love pinch in the inside of my palm into the bargain Aside Enter a Servant Sir my Lord Benducar is coming to wait on you and is already at the Palace Gate Muf. Come in Johayma regulate the rest of my Wives and Concubines and leave the Fellow to his work Joh. Look how stupidly he stares about him like a Calf new come into the World I shall teach you Sirrah to know your business a little better this way you awkard rascal here lyes the Arbour must I be showing you eternally turning him about Muf. Come away Minion you shall show him nothing Joh. I 'll but bring him into the Arbor where a Rose-tree and a Myrtle are just falling for want of a prop if they were bound together they wou'd help to keep up one another He 's a raw Gardiner and 't is but Charity to teach him Muf. No more deeds of Charity to day come in or I shall think you a little better dispos'd than I cou'd wish you Joh. Well go before I will follow my Pastor Muf. So you may cast a sheeps eye behind you In before me And you sawciness mind your pruning knife or I may chance to use it for you Exeunt Mufti and Johayma Ant. alone Thank you for that but I am in no such hast to be made a Musulman For his Wedlock with all her haughtiness I find her coming How far a Christian shou'd resist I partly know but how far a lewd young Christian can resist is another question She 's tolerable and I am a poor Stranger far from better Friends and in a bodily necessity Now have I a strange temptation to try what other Females are belonging to this Family I am not far from the Womens apartment I am sure and if these Birds are within distance here 's that will chuckle 'em together pulls out his Flute If there be variety of Moors flesh in this Holy Market 't were madness to lay out all my money upon the first bargain He plays A Grate opens and Morayma the Mufti 's Daughter appears at it Anton. Ay there 's an Apparition This is a Morsel worthy of a Mufti this is the relishing bit in secret this is the Mystery of his Alcoran that must be reserv'd from the knowledg of the profane Vulgar This is his Holyday Devotion see she beckons too She beckons to him Morayma Come a little nearer and speak softly Ant. I come I come I warrant thee the least twinckle had brought me to thee such another kind syllable or two wou'd turn me