which so oft I desperately did throw They steal my Laurels to adorn my Son Who can but dream of Fields that I have won Enter Roxolana Rox. What valiant power can be secure from fear When Sultan we your voice of anger hear Who dares that anger raise and hope to live Soly. If Mustapha usurps shall I forgive Rox. He is your Son and is your eldest too And may show faults which others must not do Nature will tell you Sir how farr in him You ought to pardon any gallant crime Soly. Nature may yield when I my power out-live For when I cannot punish I forgive Rox. His youth Sir has not only time to mend But has some license also to offend And since too apt for errours being young Some may advantage take to do him wrong And whilst they Jealous of your glory seem Assume a priviledge to darken him Soly. He Courts my Armies to usurp their love Rox. Can that your Jealousie to anger move Their love you purchas'd when you bravely fought Let him inherit what for him you bought They show their love to you in loving him Soly. They loving him too soon make love a crime He knows by study of Usurpers Acts That he commands their hands who gains their hearts Him whom they love they still most worthy deem Rox. You have more pow'r o're him then he o're them He will confine that pow'r which love does get Soly. Pow'r never to it self could limits set It never thinks it lives but whilst it grows And what it can perform it ever does Rust. Our Sultans have their ripe Successours sent To some remote and quiet Government Why since that rule is safe and ancient too Should it for Mustapha be broke by you Soly. I did it out of tender care to breed His youth and make him worthy to succeed Rust. But if when popular he does express A slow requital of your tenderness Which Heav'n forbid then you may soon remove His person till you can reclaim his love Rox. Sure Rustan you with too much vigilance Turn to design and purpose things of chance And over-watchful with the eyes of fear Draw little objects from wide distance near And see them double whilst you seem to make All that which is your malice your mistake But do not fasly as a Spy prevail Because a Son may in his duty fail Rust. Madam I cannot over-watchful be In what concerns the Sultan more than me I humbly take the priviledge to say That you connive too much at Mustapha And have of late been slow and negligent In what your care could not too soon prevent And Madam this perhaps you wisely do T' avoid report grown publick though not true Which is that with a Byas still you run To follow Zanger your neglected Son Soly. No more these are the rising mists that make Those stormy winds that keep me still awake Exit Solyman Rox. Rustan you must by fresh intelligence Charge Mustapha and with some new offence Rust. Madam I am engag'd past all retreat Rox. Go and attend me when the Watch is set These little Arts great Nature will forgive Exeunt Rustan Pyrrhus Dye Mustapha else Zanger cannot live Pardon oh Solyman thy troubl'd Wife Who must her duty lose to save a Life A Husband venture to preserve a Son Oh! that 's the fatal rock that I would shun For Solyman must Mustapha deprive Of that lov'd Life by which himself does live And Mustapha to his untimely grave Must hasten that his death may Zanger save Oh cruel Empire that does thus ordain Of Royal Race the youngest to be slain That so the eldest may securely Reign Making th' Imperial Mother ever mourn For all her Infants in succession born Excuse oh Nature what by me is done If it be cruel to preserve a Son Exit Enter Mustapha Zanger Must. If it be Love and you against it strive Then greater strength you to your torment give Love may all hearts under his Empire bring Since to resist and yield is the same thing Ev'n Reasons power is useless against Love For when he enters reason does remove And from your force of anger he is free Since none with what they love can angry be In vain you this unequal War abide When all your aids turn to your Conqu'rours side Zang. I do not Sir to Love but grief submit Must. Your grief I know not yet I share in it A friend is griefs Physitian and may heal Your pain if you the cause of it reveal But you by hiding that which should be known Give me a torment greater than your own And do ev'n worse then when you shun relief For you kill him who comes to cure your grief Zang. Ah Prince since I the weight of grief deplore You are unkind in loading me with more Must. But you transgress against all Friendships Laws Shewing effects when you conceal the cause When those you cannot hide these should be â—old Those show themselves but you must these unfold Zang. Your Enemy much rather than your Friend Shou'd tell you griefs which you can never end Must. Friendship will nothing like reserves endure But loves to share in griefs it cannot cure Zang. Then will I â—â—row my vain defence away And though obedience useless be obey You know what by my Mother has been done For the Hungarian Queens abandon'd Son Must. Yes and the Deed was for her greatness fit Zang. The Queen her self is come t' acknowledge it And that her gratitude may clearer shine She does strong Buda as a gift 〈◊〉 Must. They may by vertue urg'd for honour strive But why should this make Noble Zanger grieve Zang. Can fate bring greater grief to me or you Then now when the subdu'd do 〈◊〉 subdue We have by Arms th' Hungarian Kingdom won And by their Queen in honour are out-done A Crown resign'd my Mother ought to quit Since she by keeping does not merit it Can you my sorrow for my Mother blame Who now must lessen in her Pow'r or Fame Must. In such a choice she cannot chuse amiss But Zanger there is in it more then this Zang. Ah Prince much more indeed for had you seen The griefs and beauties of the Christian Queen You would have felt the trouble which I had These did to pity those to love perswade They help'd each other to perform their part Grief softn'd and her beauty seal'd my heart Through all her blacks the lustre of her eyes Shew'd like the sun when it from night does rise But I want words for what I should commend Must. How soon from liking we to love ascend Zang. When she her Royal infant did embrace Her Eyes such floods of Tears show'd on her face That then oh Mustapha I did admire How so much Water sprang from so much Fire And to increase the miracle I found At the same time my heart both burnt and drown'd Must. What you have told seems miracles to me Zang. You will see greater when the Queen
you see Must. To me no miracle can greater prove Then seeing Friendships right resign'd to love Your Heart once lost your Friendship too must end Zang. Sure I may have a Mistress and a Friend The Soul dear Mustapha is Friendships part And Love for his does challenge but the heart Must. That 's a distinction made by couz'ning Art Can I your Friendship have and not your Heart Such Lovers Logick is too low for you What love a Captive and a Christian too Zang. How ill the name of Captive does beâ—â—t A mind that conquers when it does submit Her abject fate who would not undergo That she might Vertue in such Triumph show Must. Though Friendship may injust perswasion fail Yet Zanger your Religion should prevail Zang. Since Nature no Religion knows but Love He that loves most does most Religious prove Religions true design in Love consists Heav'n owns not that which States-men teach our Priests I love but when I on the Queen reflect The cause will more than justifie th' effect Must. By seeing of your shipwrack I 'll grow wise Zang. How can I shipwrack't be on Paradise Must. Something in your concern I hope to do Farewel I must condemn and love you too Exeunt severally Enter the Cardinal with Papers in his hand Viche and an Hungarian Gentleman Card. This for the Governour with your first speed This for Count Urick this for Ulfinshed These are the Bills which will be paid at sight Gent. It is your pleasure I return at night Card. You must and learn who of the Garrison Form'd the revolt be careful and be gone Exit Gentleman Viche Fortune 's before you wheresoe're you come You I happy be ev'n out of Christendom Card. I shall be if she end as she begun Viche You are for Roxolana's darling Son The glorious Zanger has a Message sent Which says he means to find you in your Tent He whom our Queens bright beauty did surprize Card. A Lover speaks at first but with his eyes But if he now hath found his tongue he 'l say Something which I perhaps am to convey Viche Their happy interview may raise us all Men may look up who to the bottom fall Card. My Lord his visit seems design'd in haste And to receive him I 'll prepare as fast You must not go to Buda you shall stay And wait for our success the Mirtle may Which does a forward Spring already show Even in a Camp where all things wither grow In fames records 't will no great wonder prove If we who fell by hatred rise by love Exeunt several wayes Enter Mustapha and the Queen Must. Madam your fortune would malicious be And make your beauty your worst Enemy I know with reason Madam you depend On Roxolana as your potent Friend But whilst she labours to restore your Throne Your beauty makes a Captive of her Son When she does that unhappy Conquest know Your kind Protectress will become your Foe Whilst fate against your beauty does conspire I grieve at the perfection I admire Queen Do not believe Great Prince your Brother will Submit to eyes where grief inhabits still To eyes in which there nothing now appears To move a heart unless it be their tears You but mistake his pity for his love Must. Thy passion Zanger why did I reprove Aside Madam where grief and beauty so excel Pity and love may both together dwell They both are but his duties sacrifice This to your fate is due that to your eyes Queen Your Vertue which does thus my fate lament May all the malice of that fate prevent Conquâ—ring a fortune so perverse as mine Will make you brighter than in Battel shine Must. Oh Heav'n I feel my own subjection near Even then when she would have me rescue her Queen Fortune in this has made her last assault She 'd have me bear what is alone her fault And make the Empress think that I design What cannot be her trouble more than mine Believe me Gen'rous Mustapha these eyes Which made the last Hungarian King their prize Deserve more grief than to his Urn they pay When they do ought but weep themselves away Must. Whilst they shin'd out who could resist their pow'r VVhich through griefs clouds crowns you a Conquerour Queen Your Brother when his passion seeks relief May owe his Cure to reason and my grief It will a blemish to his Vertue be If he with fortune join to ruine me And Rexolana's fame he much neglects In making her destroy whom she protects This you may tell him Sir and tell him too I had not sent him Counsel but by you Must. How Madam with your Counsel can you trust One whom already you have made unjust For I shall give to Zanger for your sake Counsel which I my self can never take Queen Were you unjust when you did well express The danger I incurr'd by his address And counsell'd me t' advise him to refrain From love which would his Mothers hatred gain The Counsel is not alter'd but the same Must. But I am alterd'd since I hither came Queen It is not fit you should be understood I know you cannot change from what is good My case with pity should your heart inspire Must. Ah! who can pity what he does admire Your pity to my case is rather due How can I give that which I need from you Madam I but in vain strive to conceal A passion which my vanquish'd eyes reveal Instruct me how my self I should reclaim Before I Zanger for his passion blame Or rather teach us both now to endure That wound which you declare you cannot cure And do not trust our reason to subdue A love which reason does invite as to Queen Oh Heav'n in what wild Ocean am I lost The Tempest rises and I see no Coast. Must. Zanger not you may tax me of a crime I came to counsel you from love of him But you when you avoid my love prevent All he could wish me for a punishment Your int'rest brought me here to keep you free From such a love as might your ruine be Let me when gone at least your pity have Dying for you whom I did come to save Queen You cannot be so cruel as you seem Why do you break that heart which you esteem Leave me you must not love and should not hate One cruel made by rigour of her fate Must. You should not of your destiny complain You are depos'd but with more power to reign Queen Fate of this little beauty took a care Only by that to heighten my despair Since you resolve to stay I must be gone True grief endures not any looker on And mine I feel to such a height does rise That 't will I hope revenge me of my eyes Exit Must. She is as tyrannous as she is fair Born to breed love and to beget despair I did lament her fortune but I see One much more cruel is reserv'd for me Can Zanger for my love my friendship
blame When the same fire does us alike inflame My weakness cannot forfeit his esteem Since I but yield to that which conquer'd him To love whom be first lov'd can be no more Then if I hate whom he did hate before Exit THE THIRD ACT. Enter Mustapha Rustan Pyrrhus Rust. T IS Sir the Sultans will to have it so Must. Toward 's Syria and to morrow must I go The order is severe and I am sent Not to a fair retreat but banishment My memory is ill if I have done Ought that should make a Father hate a Son Rust. Great Sir take heed lest you his kindness blame He sends you not to exile but to fame His Asian Armies will be led by you Whilst he the West you must the East subdue Since for high valour and for conduct too The publick voice allows that each of you Is for the spacious worlds whole Conquest fit Why here should both subdue but part of it Must. You hold me up too high when I am prais'd I like a Meteor waste by being rais'd I am already by my Friends undone Praising the little Battels I have won And I the Persians should subdue in vain Losing a Father when I Persia gain Pyrrh Your Father this distemper should approve Since you but jealous are of him you love Rust. If his displeasure hastens you away Do not increase it by desire to stay Or if his jealous love sent this command Yet do not inconvenient love withstand Pyrrh Which way soever you consider it You should approve his orders and submit Must. I 'm debter to you both leave me a while That I may grief and duty reconcile Rust. You 'l be defended against all offence Adding but patience to your innocence Exeunt Rustan Pyrrhus Enter Zanger observing him Must. Fortune did never in one day design For any heart four torments great as mine I to my Friend and Brother Rival am She who did kindle would put out my flame I from my Fathers anger must remove And that does banish me from her I love If of these Four the least a burden be Oh how shall I support the other three Zang. Can my dear Mustapha a grief admit And not let Zanger know the cause of it Must. I having Zangers Friendship how could Fate Destroy my peace but by my Fathers hate Time does too long with the afflicted last But now in my affliction moves too fast To morrow from to day will quickly grow And I to morrow must tow'rds Syria go Unless your pow'r with Roxolana can Revoke the order sent by Solyman Zang. Depart to morrow no let time run on My Mother stays and you are yet not gone Sir are you not of Zangers friendship sure And can you mourn for ills which he may cure But why do you aloud your grief deplore When I am silent though I suffer more If by your foes you are to Syria sent You 'l there in Armies gain by Banishment Persia not you th' event of this should fear Since by that hatred which does send you there You will prevail as Victor of the field But Love stays me where like his slave I yield Must. The highest glory conquest can bestow I would not purchase by my leaving you Zang. To any Deity but Love men come With open glory to their Martyrdom But I must perish and conceal my flame As if to be his Martyr were a shame Must. Yet no affliction Zanger can transcend The grief of being banish'd from a Friend Zang. My grief much greater is whilst I remain Near her I love and am not lov'd again Oh my dear Mustapha when you have seen The Tears and Beauties of th' Hungarian Queen Her Tears forbidding whom her Eyes invite Whilst she appears the joy and grief of fight Whilst empty hope does rise but to decline Then you will think your sorrows less then mine Must. Alas you saw not more then I did see She who did conquer you ha's conquer'd me And now I may my grief to yours prefer Since I am banish'd both from you and her Zang. Ha! Did you see her Sir and see her so That from my friend you did my Rival grow You made your visit in a fatal hour Must. You know her eyes and can you doubt their power In blaming me you will detract from them As those who do the conquer'd much condemn Do then disparage him who overcame Since all may yield to Worthies without shame None could her force resist and how could I Then chuse but yield for none can from her flye Zang. Though we but seldom the subdu'd condemn When we the Victors conduct much esteem Yet they are less excus'd if they did know From others harms the forces of the Foe Must. If Zanger freedom of confession may The anger due to an offence allay Then I acknowledge I my visit made That from your Love I might the Queen disswade Yet 't was in fear lest whilst you did pursue Your Love your Mother might abandon you But if you had beheld that breaking light Which like a sudden dawn surpriz'd my sight Love would have seem'd 'gainst friendship a less sin Then not to love against her eyes had been I struggl'd much e're I his Fetters wore But that resistance show'd her power the more And where resistance could not conquest stay It was discretion quickly to obey Zang. Yet we may just to one another prove You are the Heir to Empire I to Love You as the Eldest may the Scepter bear You first the world did see I first saw her And as I no invasion would design Against your right so you should leave me mine Must. If by meer sight we may possession take How vain is that long Love which Lovers make None but the sleepy can their fortune doubt Men need but rise betimes and look about But she must be by merits claim possest And he who loves her most deserves her best Zang. Deserves her This all injuries exceeds Her by your words you wrong me by your deeds He of her Love unworthy does appear Who does but think that he can merit her It may of her ev'n as of Heaven be said Which though attain'd is never merited If loving her can any merit be Who is the man that dares contend with me Must. I am the man who silence all that boast How much they love for I love more and most And will not such a wretched Lover be As meerly to depend on courtesie He who declares that he no merit has Then when he loves does heedlesly disgrace Her whom he thinks he highly does prefer By saying that no Love can merit her As if her Vertue could not soon improve To her own value all that dare make Love Love makes both sexes equal and but one A Cottage-Lover may deserve a Throne Love is like Valour still improv'd by praise And whilst I thus Love's merit highly raise I would not the rewards of it destroy The beauty whom I love I must enjoy
avoid Ah! 't is enough my fate to undergo Must I the Patient be and Agent too 'T is Hazardous on th' Empress to relie I by the Sultan's Conquest can but die And 't will less glory to my death afford To perish by her sentence then his sword By my own way I but to death submit But if I follow yours I merit it For when a Monarch is subdu'd by fear What he does suffer he deserves to bear Card. My way the worst that can befal our King Is to become his peoples offering Of the two ills which will the worser be To die for them or by their Treachery Thus he 'l afflict whom he can ne're reclaim For sure the sharpest punishment is shame The worse they are his fate the better seems When those who him destroy he thus redeems Religion too makes it a greater thing To die a Martyr then to live a King Queen My Lord your pious reasons make me yield Nature to Vertue should resign the field Bring me Cleora my unhappy Son And with him all the Jewels of the Crown Exit Cleora You Thuracus on Embassy shall go To Roxolana's Tent and let her know How much the common voice of Fame I trust Which renders her compassionate and just Whilst others say she all her sex exceeds They shew their Faith by words but I by deeds I by so strange a trust may find relief If she has vertue equal to my grief Viche Madam she will not now by one mean act A future stain on her past fame contract Thur. Honour will make her value what I bring 'T is more to save then to destroy a King Enter Cleora with the young King and a Casket of Iewells with Attendants Queen Ah! wou'd thy Cradle had been made thy Grave Since born to be at once a King and Slave In bonds thy fatal Reign thou dost begin And thou art punish'd e're thou know'st to sin Card. You feed your sorrow when you thus complain Think not of loss but count what you may gain Fortune who leads him hence will bring him back And long preserve what you a while forsake Queen My Lord my sorrow seeks not your relief You are not fit to judge a Mothers grief You have no Child for an untimely grave Nor can you lose what I desire to have Card. He 'l be restor'd unless you hazard him By losing time which none could ere redeem Queen I 'l now seal up the heart which I must send In thee to thy new-Mother and my Friend Kisses him Oh Heav'n perswade her that she both may prove And that her power be equall'd by her love Let me but seal't agen ere it does go Two Seals th' importance of Dispatches show Kisses him agen Card. Madam we must by stealth our passage get Our Guards are strict and th' Ev'ning Watch is set Queen Be you his Nurse Cleora teach him how He should to Heav'n with early homage bow Teach him to sooth the Empress and to be A pretty supplyant for himself and me Exeunt several wayes the Queen still turning her Eyes towards her Son and weeping Enter Mustapha Zanger Attendants Must. Sure my dear Zanger those who heretofore The envy'd Crown of this Great Empire wore Nere knew the charms which Friendship do attend Or in a Brother never had a Friend Since he who Friendships sacred power has known Rather than kill a Friend would lose a Throne Your Friendship at so just a rate I prize As I for that this Empire can despise Zang. That jealous care which on this Throne attends Thinks those too great who merit to be Friends None but an equal should in Friendship share And Sultans of their equals jealous are They think the proof of wisdom is distrust And then believe what ere is safe is just Their fatal maximes made our Sultans still As soon as they were Crown'd their Brothers kill Must. How can that wisdom in our Sultans be Which of it self is fear and cruelty If titles change th' intention of the Fact Then justice weighs the Actor not the Act And who would not a Monarchy refuse When to gain pow'r he must his nature lose The vertue of that man was never strong Who fear'd not more to do then suffer wrong By our great Prophet solemnly I swear If I the Turkish Crown do ever wear Our bloody custom I will overthrow That debt I both to you and justice owe. Zang. And here I vow by all that 's good and high I 'le not out-live the day in which you die This which my Friendship makes me promise now My grief will then enable me to do Must. My vow is seal'd Zang. Mine Friendship shall make good They embrace Must. Friendship 's a stronger tye than that of blood Enter Haly. Haly. Sir the Divan in secret Council sit The Sultan to their Judgment does remit The Summons or Assault of this proud Town Or to demand the Infant with his Crown Zang. If the Divan may of this Realm dispose Th' Hungarians will have scarce enough to lose Must. Councils dare do worse than their Monarchs dare For where in evil many bear a share They hardly count when they divide the guilt A drop for each though streams of blood were spilt Exeunt Enter Roxolana with her Train Cleora Thuracus with the young King and a Casket of Iewels Rox. She thinks that my compassion may be bought You had the King without these Jewels brought If she had held me worthy to have shown That I without reward could save a Crown She does at once what generous seems and low What her trust builds her gifts do overthrow Bear back the remnants of her ruin'd State And leave the Infant to expect his Fate Thur. Great Roxolana cannot but excuse Those errors which our Queens respects produce She makes for her offence no ill amends When she dares trust that Vertue she offends Nor has she cause that error to deplore Which gives you power to shew your mercy more 'T is not below your fame nor yet your state To pardon faults your Glory does create For if your Glory had been less sublime You could not take her Present for a crime These glist'ring Ornaments of Regal State Become the Prosp'rous not th' Unfortunate Ah! to her errour Madam be more kind The wrong she meant not she the trust design'd Rox. What I resolve I change not through mistake Leave here your King but bear your Presents back Cleora This answer makes us both rejoyce and mourn The greater gift you keep the less return Yet your protection cannot be deny'd Honour and mercy ever were ally'd Exeunt Thuracus Cleora Roxolana Lady carries away the Infant Enter Zarma Zarm From the Divan Rustan is hither sent Who humbly begs t' attend you in your Tent. Rox. Admit him this must of importance be Exit Zarma He is a Cloud between the Sun and me Achm. Your beams exhal'd what they may soon dispel He 'll shrink in lesser time then he did swell
her Sails with praise and flattery Rust. Those are low Courtships for a Soul so high Such common fawning she 'l despise or hate She must be tempted with a subtler bait I must engage her by some bold design In which her Int'rest with great crimes may joyn The Great can never love because too high â—or that which Love allows equality But they to those they fear will favour show And they fear those who their great mischiefs know Knowing her guilt I may her favour find Guilt next to Love above all ties do bind Her heightn'd mind and nature much disdain That Mustapha should over Zanger raign I can assault her only on that side Making her vertue vaslal to her pride Pyrrh Advance Sir this design e're she can know What for her sake you have begun to do Honour or craft may make her else to shun The sin design'd which she 'll applaud when done Rust. And Pyrrhus 't were no little mark of skill To make her think when I oppos'd her will 'T was only that I might the Sultan blind More safely to effect what I design'd My faults to her shall such deserts appear As she shall thank me that I injur'd her Pyrrh If she discerns you not through your disguise She who has caught the Sultan is your prize Rust. I should her Friendship wish were Friendship more Then a meer name 'twixt those who covet power You shall but Eccho what I have begun To make the Father jealous of the Son I with the Sultan durst at first proceed Only so far as might attention breed Last night some words I artfully did say From Fame not from my self of Mustapha Which might the Sultan's jealous anger raise Not words of accusation but of praise For nothing can old Monarchs more offend Then when their Successors we much commend I quickly found that he was loth to hear Therefore by pause and parcel in his Ear Did civilly that poyson Praise infuse As men unwilling seem to tell ill news Pyrrh His first Disease is fixt what can remove The Jealousie of Empire or of Love Rust. Now I that fatal feed have own 't is fit That I attend on time to â—ipen it Pyrrh When fancy to that fruitful weed does give But any root 't will grow whilst it does live Enter Zanger and Achmat at distance from him Zang. Warm me and quench me for I freeze and burn And at one object both rejoyce and mourn What mean'st thou Nature is it bad or good Which makes this April-weather in my blood Achm. I fear he has with two much passion seen The charming eyes of the Hungarian Queen I saw him gaze on her with such review As if he fear'd the object were not true So miracles are seen by faithless men Who stay and fain would see them o're agen Zang. Oh Achmat something does my heart pursue I wander from my self and flye from you Achm. This Sir seems one of Loves great extasies Zang. I would I knew what 't is not or what 't is Love to my breast hath still a stranger been And yet that stranger may be gotten in Achm. Ah Prince the secret passage of Loves flight Is as unseen by day as 't is by night Though Buda should her Walls like Mountains rear And Solyman could never enter there No not with Armed Crowds the Out-works win Yet Love un-arm'd would by surprize get in Zang. Love is a god and cannot be withstood Achm. Yet he 's a god only to flesh and blood For those whose Souls are active and sublime Resist his power and so prove gods to him Zang. Ah! talk not of resistance of his force Whom nothing Conquers but his own remorse I rather would if e're he Conquer'd you Be told how first he did your heart subdue Achm. As quietly as day does vanquish night I heard no noise but saw resistless light Zang. He does alas with quiet force begin But Oh! What does he do when enter'd in Achm. My waking thoughts I still for dreams did take And whilst I dream't I thought I was awake With equal view in darkness as in light Ciara's image entertain'd my sight If she was absent sorrow made me pale If she appear'd then blushes did prevail What her concern'd did me more meerly touch Zang. I know too little and I hear too much Oh Achmat cease and instantly retire Your words are more than fuel to my fire Exeunt several waies Enter Solyman followed at distance by Rustan Pyrrhus Soly. Rustan does know much more then I dare hear Can I a Monster breed which I can fear I find suspition a sufficient pain Fear is a torment which I should disdain He robs my heart of all the Calms of rest I 'le tear the â—ire Usurper from my breast Rustan is full of try'd integrity And servants often more then Parents see Pyrrh He has more thoughts then he has skill to use Rust. The poyson of my whisper does infuse Oh cursed Court where not to be the most In sight and eminent is to be lost Where still the weary by false steps must climb And yet their falling is esteem'd a crime Soly. Rustan my privacy you now invade Rust. Sir it is self-invasion to be sad Soly. Have you a Cure you brought the malady I say you brought it Rust. Heav'n defend me I Soly. Do you suspect the truth of what I said Rust. Would I had been unborn or worse then dead Rather then e're have caus'd a grief in you To wâ—on the comforts of both worlds are due Soly. You talk'd to me and took my sleep away Rust. Could I in words too much my duty pay 'T were better I should perish in despair Then you should grieve one moment Soly. So it were Rust. Sir you but heard what I was bound to say Soly. What was it that you spake of Mustapha Rust. I did with joy acquaint you that your Son Nobly the hearts of all your Army won Your dreaded anger I had justly rais'd If I your dearest pledge had falsly prais'd To sooth you with fictitious flattery But Pyrrhus knows it true as well as I Pyrrh 'T is true that he is generous and good He will succeed by vertue as by blood Rust. This Sir should cause your joy and not your grief Soly. Canst thou believe my pain will find relief In that which shows the justice of my fears Did I in Winter Camps spend forty years Out-wear the Weather and out-face the Sun When the Wild-Herds did to their Coverts run Out-watch the Jealous and the Lunatick Out-fast the Penitential and the Sick Out-wait long Patience and out-suffer Fear Out-marches the Pilgrim and the Wanderer And there where last years Ice was not unthaw'd When in thick Furs Bears durst not look abroad I with cold Armour cover'd did maintain Life against showres of Arrows and of Rain Have I made Towns immur'd with Mountains yield Sent haughty Nations blushing from the Field And must I at one cast all that I forego For
Zang. Did ever Love assume a shape like this Or Passion talk with such an Emphasis Your sence of Banishment does dang'rous grow It sends your reason from you e're you go Must. Zanger you may my Banishment approve Because my absence may promote your Love Zang. Affliction makes men wise but seldom vain You fear your absence more than her disdain The Empress strait still in your cause appear And get you License to continue here And since you height of Love as merit boast Make good your claim by daring to love most Must. What destiny ordain'd me to contend Against so brave a Rival and a Friend And yet my passion I must still pursue Let Love which makes my fault excuse it too Exeunt several wayes Enter Solyman Rustan Pyrrhus Soly. Were my Commands with such surprize receiv'd Pyrrh He seem'd as much amaz'd as he was griev'd Rust. Wonder and grief did his condition fit Though each did seem to th' other opposite Wonder inferr'd he knew not his offence But so much grief disgrac'd his innocencâ— Pyrrh Yet grieving for a punishment from you He does but pay that sorrow which is due Rust. When your dislike does up to anger climb You reach too high for an intended crime Such grief as his no fiction could admit Soly. I may believe he did not counterfeit For having on my stage begun his part I call'd him off e're he could show his Art Rust. Can he who is so highly born and bred Walk under ground and be by Traytors led Soly. From haâ—mless Child-hood I with render care Did breed him up to all the harms of War I taught him that unguarded innocence Serv'd but to tempt the powerful to offence That none are safe from wrongs but when so strong As alwaies to be able to do wrong That only valour is true faith and those Do most trust Heav'n who alwaies life expose I taught him Vertue and to love her so As tame Philosophers durst never do Enduring for her sake the pangs of power And all the toyls that make a Conquerour Foâ— none but Chiefs who firmly these endure Can reach such pow'r as may the good secure I taught him such a greatness as might be From all the yokes of Subjects counsel free None but our Prophet Empire understood Which when 't is bounded ceases to be good His Sword did two Usurping Saints devour Forbidding ev'n the Saints to share his power He blest Heav'ns King who Monarchy first made And prais'd him cause he no companion had All this I taught my Son but when we give Our young Successours counsel how to live They are in haste thinking we do them wrong And we their lives mis-spend when we live long Enter Roxolana Rox. Forgive me Sultan if I boldly sue In Natures cause between your Son and you Those orders which to Mustapha you sent His filial kindness takes for Banishment When you your Successours so far remove Reason may make him jealous of your Love I 'le answer for the kindness of his grief And you 'l want pity if he wants relief Soly. Alas 't is far above a Womans art To reach the height of an aspiring heart He who by craft my Armies love procures Can never want the cunning to gain yours Rox. Seduce your Armies love no humane skill Can do it and I hope he wants the will Soly. The Nations whom I lead will not seem strange If they like other Nations long for change For men of what they have soon weary grow When they the utmost value of it know And long to change plain things which they possess For that which hope does gild with promises Rox. Be to your self and to your Army just You should their love and your own merit trust Prodigious jealousie how can it shoot And spring to such a height without a root Soly. It may a whâ—le be hidden from your eye For roots are deepest where the trees are high Rustan and Pyrrhus can direct your sight But they a Curtain draw before the light Rox. Perhaps they find what they are loth to see Vertue in others may offensive be To some who when it is to lustre grown Are jealous that it may Eclipse their own Sultan no Curtain can be drawn so wide That it the Sun can from the people hide The world is full of Mustapha's renown Rust. Yet we offend in telling what is known Rox. You injure him whose vertues you conceal Rust. We need not shew what does it self reveal Soly. I tax them not that they his Vertue hide But they conceal the danger of his pride His race of glory is too soon begun Rox. None blame the early rising of the Sun Not wish for Clouds his lustre to disgrace Soly. But if he shines too fully in my face I 'le draw a Curtain and his lustre hide His glory shall not make me turn aside The shining Mustapha must change his Sphear He threatens me worse than a Comet here Rox. Can Solyman by those forsaken be Whom he so often led to Victory Soly. They by the many Battels I have won Think all the stock of my success is gone Though fortune often grac'd me in the field And many favours hung upon my shield Yet now cold looks men to my winter bring Whilst they rejoyce at my Successour's spring Fortune they think is to his youth in debt And what she pays to him they hope to get Rox. Though glory may a while his youth mis-guide Yet he has duty to correct his pride Nature does give him counsel against this Soly. Pride is more natural then duty is Duty is only taught by care and Art Pride is by nature planted in the heart He who to Empire hastily aspires Is only counsell'd by his own desires And thinks all crimes which help him to a Crown Are then absolv'd when he does put it on Rox. I fear you have discover'd more then I Discern'd who on your judgement must rely Therefore in care of you I beg he may For a few dayes have liberty to stay That license is to narrow time confin'd If he has any publick crime design'd He must by many hands assisted be Crouds are inconstant and want secresie If guilty why should you his death delay If innocent he then may safely stay Your anger ought to kill where it does touch His Exile is too little or too much Pyrrh When in few dayes this secret shall look out Punish his crime or else suppress his doubt Rust. Be pleas'd t' allow what th' Empress does advise And seem to wink whilst we imploy our Spies Your doubts will just appear or quickly cease Excuse your anger or restore your peace Let not the Prince whilst thus suspected flie Beyond the reach and terrour of your eye Soly. Go I 'le consider e're I change his doom I 'le reckon what is past and what may come Oh Roxolana Fate in vain bestows Exeunt Rustan Pyrrhus Continual Conquests o're my open Foes Whilst it a tumult raises in
my brest Fiercer than all those Wars I have supprest Justice perswades what nature fain would shun Pity a father who must hare his Son Exeunt Enter the Queen and Zanger Zang. He who can all his love contain in words Has such a heart as little love affords Queen He has too much for those who none return You know my sorrow and for whom I mourn From such a guilty person you should flie As does the duty want by grief to die Zang. I would not in my wishes covet more Then to change fates with him whom you deplore You crown'd him with your love when he did live And to his death your life in sorrow give But Madam why will you so highly grieve For one more happy dead than I who live You are in this unjuster then your Fate Wasting your sorrows on the fortunate Heav'n did his death design to make it known That you a blessing are too great for one The Christian world did to your beauty bow Which o're our larger world must govern now Queen In pity and in prudence Sir forbear To speak what my discretion should not hear Zang. Lovers high thoughts to wonders are inclin'd And boundless thoughts suit not with speech confin'd I wonder much how he whom you bemoan Having your love could not defend your Throne And how by any force he was supprest Whilst with the influ'ence of your favour blest But Madam now his losses you repair For you revenge all his defeats in War Fate did deny his Sword success in fight Only by that to do your beauty right Queen Your raising me by your depressing him May find my hatred seeking my esteem Enter Mustapha Zang. Ha! I employ'd my Mother for his stay And Rival-like he hastens me away But I 'm past hope and need no Rival fear Must. This visit without leave may rude appear Yet Madam when you shall vouchsafe to know That I to morrow must tow'rds Syria go Th' opininion of my rudeness you 'l re-call I must attend you now or not at all Think on a Lovers sorrow who removes From seeing and from serving what he loves Whilst he suspects those blessings are design'd For a more happy Rival left behind Do but allow your pity to allay That sorrow which your love might take away Zang. Madam if this request successful be Then I shall need your pity more than he I am destroy'd if this be not deny'd For pity is to love too near ally'd Loves wounds are safe when of your pity sure The wounds you pity you desire to cure Must. Your love does make you cruel when you plead Against that pity which your Friend does need Zang. Your Love in high injustice does delight Pleading to get your Friend's and Brother's right Must. You have declar'd that Love no right can show But what a Mistress freely does bestow Zang. As of the fair new world he claim'd a right Who chanc'd to have it first within his sight So since to me she did the first appear I claim the right of a Discoverer Must. The first Discov'rer only saw the shore The second claim'd possession seeing more In your first seeing and then loving her The favour of your fortune did appear Not greatness of your love for all like you Having but eyes to see would love her too You but the beauty of her face did find I made the rich discovery of her mind You of the borders of Elizium boast Her mind is all the Inland to that Coast. I by a second voyage finding more Of beauty then was ever found before More in it to be lov'd and worshipp'd too Must therefore love her more then you can do Zang. Amongst the Priests of Love there Casuists be Who Love's Religion vex with Sophystry But I for sacrifice bring such a heart As Nature offers in disdain of Art Queen Princes no more You both but vainly strive To be possest of what I should not give That which I should not give you should not take Nor prize my Love when Duty I forsake It is in me impiety to stay Detain not whom the dead does call away She offers to go out Zanger stays her Zang. Stay Madam When the Clouds of grief are gone Which cannot darken long so bright a Sun Let Zanger in his love so happy be That none may happier prove in yours then he If you to any others suit incline Then my Successours Love disgraces mine This is not envy but does rather show I prize my love because 't is given to you Must. True Friendship Madam cannot yield to this If you reject my Love accept of his Next to your Love the blessing I would chuse Is that my Friend may gain what I must lose Zang. I am amaz'd at what you seem to do Let me not bear Loves wounds and Friendships too Must. Only those Lovers should be counted true Who Beauties int'rest not their own pursue Who nobly would when by their fortune crost Have others get what to themselves is lost None but the Fiends can wish Heav'n empty were Because they cannot get possession there Zang. This gallantry does reconcile in you The utmost of revenge and friendship too Revenge appears most sensible and high In placing favours on an Enemy Forgive me if that style I undergo He who a Rival is is then a Foe Friendship till now did ne're so high ascend As to endure a Rival in a Friend In one bright Sphear we may together move Whilst you excel in Friendship I in Love But having paid what to my Love was due Let me discharge my debt of Friendship too Madam I thus would expiate my crime That which he beg'd for me I beg for him Tracing his steps how can I surer tread I 'le follow Vertue which I should have led Queen This which you Beauty call so much offends When it does Rivals make of two such friends That I by drowning it will give relief To your unequall'd Friendship and my grief She weeps Zang. Against that Beauty why should you repine Which makes our Friendship with such lustre shine Must. You wrong the world when you your beauty wrong That and the Sun to all the world belong Queen My grief is greater then I should endure I 'le flye from wounds I make and cannot cure Exit and they gaze after Must. Oh Zanger look not after her so long Through all her clouds her lustre is too strong Zang. As courage of weak Towns in their defence Against strong Armies is held insolence So I resisting Fate in this assault May make ev'n fortitude become a fault Enter Achmat and whispers Zanger Achm. The Empress Sir commanded me to say She has prevail'd and Mustapha shall stay Zang. Leave us we shall her pleasure strait attend Exit Achmat. Must. What froward message does my fortune send Zang. Sir you are timely eas'd of half your fear My Mother says that you shall tarry here Since I have this procur'd you may allow Your self to think
Pris'ner now Do you not tremble seeing me appear Queen None but the guilty should have sense of fear Rox. Dismiss Cleora we must be alone To reckon both what I and you have done Queen Retire Th' intentions of my flight are all Betray'd by her or by the Cardinal Exit Cleora Rox. To make the Audit of my actions true I 'le briefly take their Register from you Did I not struggle in your Sons defence When with no Armour but his innocence The rescue of his Crown I undertook Whom all his Nation being arm'd forsook Queen Madam of what you did this is the least Rox. No Bird new fledg'd and frighted from his Nest Could more then he be of his home bereft Or more to Natures casual mercy left Did I not boldly his weak cause maintain Against the Vizier and the whole Divan Though from their number I did need defence For number has a prosp'rous impudence Which more prevails in Courts then in the Field Making by clamour single Fav'rites yield And I was forc'd when charg'd by the Divan To my last strength the love of Solyman Queen Your Enemies could not but many be You having then all that were so to me Rox. When without leave you did adventure here And by the right of War my Pris'ner were Did I not then my favours so extend That you became no Pris'ner but my Friend When Buda you did offer to resign Did I not constantly the gift decline And in your cause the Sultan did implore That what his Sword had gain'd he would restore Queen All bounties Madam must to yours submit Which nothing equals but my sense of it Rox. Having confest my allegations true Mark what returns has since been made by you For more than hope of what you wisht to be For your protection and your liberty For all I did and purpos'd to have done You in requital have enslav'd my Son A Son who never yet my will controul'd Till he your fatal beauty did behold But now with that inchanted is no more By his own reason rul'd nor by my pow'r What my designs have built you have overthrown And I in Zanger's ruine feel my own My patience has not strength for this assault Queen Oh do not make my misery my fault You now confirm all my Prophetick fears I did employ my Reason Pray'rs and Tears To make the Prince his Fatal Love decline I knew you would resent his fault as mine But I alas found my disswasions vain Rox. Why did you not betimes to me complain Queen Who to a Mother could accuse a Son Or lead you to that grief which you would shun When I perceiv'd his Love was fixt so sure That 't was above my Tears and Reasons cure I did resolve in a disguise to flie Where I unknown might in a Cloister die And lest you might suspect what I design'd This Letter I did mean to leave behind Gives her a Letter Which begs your pardon and informs you too My flight was but in thankfulness to you Nor can I doubt your mercy to my Son When I to keep your Love from Zanger's run Roxolana reads the Letter to her self Rox. In taxing you who now so just appear I am more guilty then I thought you were Nor can you your revenge more cruel make Then when you shew the guilt of my mistake Queen Of what is past you shew too great a sense The reparation does exceed th' offence Agen you 'l wound me if you treat me so I only meant my innocence to show You seeing that make me obtain my end Rox. You must my pardon seal and be my Friend Kisses her And that I may deserve what I request I 'le lodge my greatest secret in your breast I know you will be ever kind and just Kisses her agen Queen No obligation binds so much as trust Rox. The Friendship plac'd by my unhappy Son On Mustapha is not to you unknown Queen To that high Friendship I no stranger am A nobler never yet was told by Fame Rox. Ah Queen from that dire friendship I receive The deepest wound which Fate did ever give You know the bloody custom of this Crown Nought but the Sultan's life secures my Son For when the Eldest does the Throne enjoy He must the Younger by our Laws destroy Queen That custom he by friendship will reclaim Rox. Friendship to Love and Pow'r seems but a name Though Mustapha has Virtue and Renown Fit to possess and dignifie a Crown For never yet did any Sultan's Son Perform and promise more than he has done Yet when he shall th' Imperial Scepter bear He must become my Zanger's Murderer For that is made a righteous Law by time Which Law at first did judge the highest Crime Queen Pow'rs private safety is the publick good It lives in health by letting others blood Rox. The Sultan's love gives me a pow'r so high That I to this could give a remedy If Zanger did not secret Friendship pay Even with Religious Rites to Mustapha All my designs fond Zanger does oppose Who saving Mustapha himself will lose Queen Your Fate against your Vertue does conspire Rox. Alas I must destroy what I admire In this attempt I shall your aid implore And since your beauty they do both adore You must love Mustapha and slight my Son Despair may do what reason should have done For Friendship never yet could climb above The high resentments of neglected love Queen Madam the weight you on my bosom lay I cannot bear nor your commands obey Prince Mustapha my love can never have My King and Love are bury'd in one Grave Rox. If Mustapha cannot your love obtain It may suffice when you affection feign Queen But Honour Madam quickly will forget And lose it self whilst it does counterfeit As men a little us'd to speak untrue The just remembrance lose of what they knew Till their first shapes grow to themselves unknown Rox. Can this be said by you who wear a Crown When from your heart your looks do diff'rent show Love does but change the weather of your Brow Which should no more a constant meaning bear Then th' outward face of Heav'n should still be clear The Great should in their Thrones mysterious be Dissembling is no worse then mystery Obscurity is that which terrour moves The gods most awful seem'd in shady Groves And our wise Prophet's Text a rev'rence bears Where it is hard and needs Interpreters Queen I ever was without dissembling bred And in my open Brow my thoughts were read None but the guilty keep themselves unknown Rox. No wonder we so soon subdu'd your Throne When wise Dissimulation which should guard Chief Pow'r and make th' approaches to it hard Was banish'd from your Court to Rebell-states To Conclaves Councills and small Magistrates These stronger grow then Monarchs who refuse The close false-Armour which their Subjects use Queen Madam you teach what Christians are not taught And seem to soar as high in flights of thought As now
under your hand your self accuse Which as a true Record may rescue me From false opinions of my crueltie Rox. Ah Sultan This proceeding is severe Soly. You nobly should your own impeachment bear Least you a ruder from our Bashaws hear Go Roxolana sit and write it down Rox. I with my crime shall make my duty known Leads her to the Table Soly. Be brief and clear Posterity should know The hidden root which made your mischief grow When the first causes we of ills discern We safely and with ease prevention learn You had your aids in the conspiracy My Viziers else had not been doom'd to die He steps to her whilst she is writing What form do you in your confession use Rox. Sultan I wholly do my self accuse And yet the dying sure may blame the Dead Who safely are by Death from danger freed Besides both they and I shall straight appear Where Heaven's just Monarch will the injur'd hear Soly. Accuse your self and let their guilt alone Rox. If the contrivance was by them begun May I not make of Truth peculiar use And crimes extenuate when I shun excuse Soly. Already is your whole contrition spent Leave off if you unwillingly repent He offers to take up the Paper She rises and holds it aside Rox. Forgive me Sultan and I will proceed Soly. Oh Heav'n when she so much does pardon need Can I deny it and endure to live I cannot be forgiv'n if I forgive So much her crime all mercy does exceed For Mustapha and Zanger too is dead Make haste write fully your ambition down In changing the succession of my Crown Rox Pardon the Tears I on the Paper shed If I have written what you cannot read Soly. Forgive her Heav'n here take my Handkercheâ— Dispatch why do you pause Rox. I 'le hasten Sir She rises again But whilst I now my crime at full express Let me a little speak in much distress Soly. Your time forbids the tediousness of grief Complain not when you cannot have relief Yet you may speak Take courage but be brief Rox. Sir this confession a Record must be To save you from imputed cruelty Heav'n give you Sir an everlasting fame And Heav'n perswade you to prevent my shame I have but little through ambition done Nature did more and 't was to save my Son Soly. What did mysterious nature make you do Could you at once be kind and cruel too Farewel you are relaps'd worse then before Rox. Sultan I 'le write and I will speak no more She sits down again Enter Haly. Haly. Sultan I shew my Duty in my haste For with new Clouds your Camp is over-cast The Bloody bus'ness of this fatal day Grows bloodi'r since the death of Mustapha The Janizaries by their Aga led Accuse the Empress and demand her Head They have their grievance by their Aga sent Roxolana rises and seems disorder'd And he attends at th' entrance of your Tent. Soly. They trust my yielding but shall feel my force Bid Achmat face them with my Syrian Horse You must your best disguise of Friendship wear And meet the Aga with the looks of fear Call him to Council and disorder'd seem And when he is admitted strangle him Exit Haly. These threatning Tumults only dang'rous are To Monarchs who dare less then Subjects dare Sit down is your confession finish'd yet Goes to Roxolana Rox. Sultan it is Soly. I 'le read what you have writ Rox. Sir now I feel the torments of true fear She kneeling gives him the Paper Because your dangers great as mine appear Give to rude hands the life which I must lose If you defend it you your own expose Soly No Roxolana you shall calmly die You shall find justice but no cruelty Your Women wait without the Mufty too What must be done they decently shall do Enter Haly and kneels Haly. The sudden Tempest suddenly is past She risâ— No Clouds can long before your lustre last With Tears the Janizaries now implore That favour which their rage disdain'd before Sir Achmat for the Aga's life does sue Which he repriev'd to have it sav'd by you It will a Triumph to the Army give Who are with grief subdu'd Soly. Go let him live Exit Haly. Rox. Ah Solyman shall she who heretofore Still with success for others did implore Be now deni'd when for her self she sues I beg not what I ought Sir to refuse If it were granted your consent to live Oh take my life but my offence forgive Soly. Oh why did Heav'n such perfect beauty make Yet let such beauteous things perfection lack Love against Justice in my bosom strives Let Justice pardon Love what Love forgives He takes her up Rise Roxolana you shall mercy find But as when you were cruel you were kind So I will deeds by your Example do For I will now be kind and cruel too Rox. Heav'n which begins to take your Clouds away Will from departing night make break of day Soly. I give you life and I forgive your crime Yet in this kindness I shall cruel seem Rox. Oh stay Sir and but hear what I 'le implore Soly. Your doom is seal'd I 'le never see you more Rox. Ah Sir you gave what I can ne're enjoy What you preserv'd you instantly destroy Soly. Zarma call all to look on my remorse And then be witnesses of our divorce Enter Zarma four of Roxolana's Ladies Achmat Haly the three Attendants of Mustapha and Zanger eight of the Guard and six Pages The number on the Stage being now twenty four Take with your life perpetual Banishment Long may you live that you may much repent But from my sight be still so far remov'd As I may quite forget I ever lov'd Rox. Ah Sultan do but hear what I can say Soly. Oh cruelty you kill me if you stay Rox. I 'le but forgiveness beg for love and grief Since both offend you when they seek relief Soly. Oh Heav'n still will you speak Rox. Sir I 'le depart And at your feet leave a forsaken heart Exit Soly. Farewel for ever and to Love farewel I 'le lock my Bosom up where Love did dwell I will to Beauty ever shut my eyes And be no more a Captive by surprize But Oh how little I esteem a Throne When Love the Ornament of Pow'r is gone Exeunt Omnes FINIS