finds in my breast but little room Must. I must not your Prophetick sorrows hear 'T is only Friendship which creates your fear Exeunt Enter the Queen Zarma Zarma One whom I lov'd enjoyn'd me to obey With faithful service you and Mustapha And Madam I attend you now you are Alone that all I know I may declare Queen I 'le not ungrateful be for what you do I 'le serve you in rewards and Friendship too Zarma I still have fear'd that Roxolana's love To Zanger would his Brothers ruine prove But many proofs do now my thoughts convince That she designs to save and serve the Prince For that effect she 's to the Sultan gone But first commanded me to tell her Son That he this evening in her Tent should stay To speak with her concerning Mustapha The tumult in the Camp begins to cease And all put on the chearful looks of Peace Queen You tell me what I most desir'd to hear Which soon will free me from my grief and fear Zarma Since all things move to meet with your desire Your Son has no occasion to retire Queen By your advice I may successful grow Zarma Still what I hear you instantly shall know Exit Zarma Enter Cardinal Thuracus Viche Cleora Queen My Lords by Zarma who is newly gone I hear the Sultan smiles upon his Son The Empress nobly has procur'd his peace The Chiefs of factions from their tumults cease And now for favour to her Tent resort Card. I doubt all this is but a turn of Court Think not the Empress will her pow'r employ T' establish him who must her Son destroy Queen Honour has in her Soul the highest place Card. Nature has greater pow'r then Honour has But Madam whilst this seeming calm does last You with the Infant should to Buda haste Which now disloyal grown will scarce with stand The worst of all your Foes King Ferdinand For whilst the Turk invades us from the East Th' un-christian King assaults us in the West With craft and wealth he has advan'd his pow'r Thur. Madam we now came from the Governour Who bad us tell you that he has surpriz'd Three of King Ferd'nand's Officers disguis'd Viche With these there have been blank Commissions found Some of their faction we in Fetters bound Queen Before this danger does resistless grow You must with both these Lords to Buda go Card. Your presence Madam will be needful there Queen My promise will a while detain me here Card. You 'l then be left afflicted and alone Queen You leave me for my safety not your own Whilst I the rage of fortune here withstand We may be ruin'd there by Ferdinand I must not be deny'd Your being there Will free me from a most important care Card. Madam my strict obedience makes me go All that does happen you shall hourly know Exeunt Queen and Cleora one way the Cardinal and Lords at the other door Enter Mustapha The Guards and others passing by him shake their heads with sorrowful looks Must. All shake their pensive heads in passing by As if they did dislike my destiny Let him dispatch whom he intends to kill 'T is less to suffer death then fear it still Nor is the worst of deaths so bad a Fate As still to live under a Fathers hate My torments are so many and so high That only death can be my remedy Death will my Fathers jealousie remove And free me ever from neglected love Whilst to my greatest guilt it puts an end Of being Rival to so brave a Friend But even that comfort brings me sorrow too For death will then more then my Friendship do And if his kindness makes him keep his vow He dying will the greater Friendship show He 'l freely for my sake quitt life and love But cruel force does me from both remove In death his friendship will so clearly shine That when I dye he 'l see the faults of mine For I by Rivalship was faulty grown And death resigns what friendship should have done Enter six Mutes one of them advances before the rest and kneels down delivers Mustapha a black Box with a Parchment the Sultan's Great Seal hanging at it in a black Ribbond Then he holds up a Bow-string and makes signs that he should kneel and submit to the Sultan's sentence These are to adde new wings to my last hour I understand your signs and see your power Stand off I with your bus'ness can dispence But your officious hast is an offence I will consider what I ought to do And dye to satisfie my self not you Can I my duty show when I do ill They retire to the further end of the Stage Unjustly yielding to a Fathers will Sure we by Natures gift the right enjoy To strive with those who would our lives destroy And when I tamely dye without defence I teach the world to doubt my innocence But with my Father why should I debate My death he wishes and my life I hate Why should I make his anger higher rise By striving to preserve what I despise He beckens to the Mutes to come near him and they advance Before I dye I 'le to the Sultan show My injur'd innocence that he may know My death will to the judging world proclaim He is more guilty then he thinks I am When I have told him what I ought to say Then what he does command I will obey They all shake their heads in sign of denyal How Slaves am I refus'd I will not dye Till I have first obtain'd what you deny The Mutes draw their Scâ—mitars and assault him he draws too and Kills two of them Enter Solyman Soly. O Traytor art thou such an Enemy To thy high Blood which is deriv'd from me That now enforc'd by this new crime I must With my own hand mix it with common dust Against my pow'r thou dying art at strife To make thy death as guilty as thy life At the first hearing of Solyman's voice the Mâ—tes give over fighting and at the end of Solyman's speech Mustapha kneeling lays his Scemitar at the Sultan's feet Must. The cause of my defence from their assault Was that from you I might have learnt my fault Alas what i' st I with that life should do Which Sir is hated and proscrib'd by you All I endeavour'd by my life's defence Was to gain time to shew my innocence I shun not dying Sir but to be held Guilty is dying after I am kill'd Losing the life of Fame when I am dead Soly. A man condemn'd is not allow'd to plead I 'le hear no more Mustapha rises Must. Then Sir to death I 'le go I am too guilty since you think me so May not my servants do what must be done Let not your meanest Slaves destroy your Son Soly. Though justice takes that life which he must lose Aside Yet Nature cannot this request refuse Go lead him in and let his Servants do To the Mutes That sudden justice which I left to you Must.
boast I shall undo my Son if I look back On those whom I unwillingly forsake I 'm more concern'd in what I leave behind Then in the joys he shall in Buda find Rox. Go Madam go and hasten to your Throne Live to find Zanger's Friendship in your Son Be with much pow'r more happy then I prov'd Live to be fear'd and yet continue lov'd Queen I 'le flye from pow'r but yours to the distrest Has been a refuge and should be increast Till when you weary grow your suppliants sue That Heav'n may be a refuge then to you They Embrace Exeunt Queen and Haly. Enter Zarma at the other door Zarma The Mufty is within and bad me say That he is sent to counsel you to pray Rox. Why dost thou weep I do not dying fear Thou griev'st because Grief's remedy is near I 'le meet the Mufty and for death prepare Lead me this way for I would shun despair She looks backwards towards the dead Bodies and goes from them Exeunt The Scene changes Enter Achmat Haly. Achmat. The tortur'd Viziers did their guilt confess And e're they dy'd accus'd the Sultaness Who to their first proposal did encline But by ambitious Rustan the design In hope to gain her favour was begun And was pursu'd by her to save her Son Haly. The Guards and noble Train of Mustapha Have got renown though they have lost the day Achm. Till Solyman in person did appear They in their fierce assault Victorious were With Thirty Thousand Horse they brav'd the Field Of which Five Hundred are not left unkil'd He pardon'd those and pitty'd their offence But they so hated life and lov'd the Prince That it was harder to preserve those few Then 't was t' o'recome the many whom we slew VVhen rumour swift though it flies low had spread Through all our Camp that Mustapha was dead And that his Friends who had that battel fought VVere only for his safety hither brought Then the Victorious threw their Arms away And wept for those whom they did lately slay Some who had kill'd their Sons more tears did shed For their own guilt then that their Sons were dead Guilt wrought by Fate which had their valour mov'd Against that Prince whom they for valour lov'd Enter Solyman Zarma Haly. His Brows are full of Clouds his Eyes of Fire There 's dang'rous Thunder near let us retire Exeunt Achmat Haly. A Table with Staandish and a Chair upon the Stage Sol. VVell call her in and do as I command You with her VVomen must be still at hand The Mufty is of use let him attend Exit Zarma Thy progress Love was long but it shall end By Beauty which does even the wise delude The valiant ever soonest are subdu'd 'T is nature's snare and in defiance laid For when least hidden we are most betray'd Beauties fair hand has many a mighty name Too foully blotted in the Book of Fame Accursed Beauty 't is at last to thee That Famous Chiefs have ow'd their infamie Oh what has it not done and may do still Enter Roxolana Rox. I come to know Heav'ns pleasure in your will Soly. Draw nearer then Alas be not afraid When 't is too late to fear Speak have you pray'd For you have much to lose but more to save Have you been Penitent Rox. Sultan I have Soly. You needed many Tears to wash away The stains which have defil'd this bloody day Brave Mustapha and Zanger too is dead These have deserv'd more Tears than you can shed Since all in Honour's list they did excel But in their cause full Thirty Thousand fell And twice that number were in Battel kill'd By those who did deserve to gain the Field Rox. Oh Sultan do not give me leave to speak But give that Heart which loves you leave to break Soly. Let it intire a while for my sake last I would not now have mention'd what is past But that 't is justice and some kindness too To shew sufficient cause for what I do Which else might cruel seem for you must dye Rox. When you bring death I will not ask you why Soly. It shews the civil greatness of your mind When to your Punisher you can be kind But 't will oblige me and become you too More then your fatal beauty e're did do If you so gracefully depart from life As fits our Childrens Mother and my Wife Rox. Perhaps I liv'd unworthy of your fame But none shall Roxolana's dying blame Yet I must grieve so as I ought to do When I by leaving life depart from you Soly. You may your little debts of kindness pay But I must be oblig'd another way Which will be first by your confession shown Confessing not what you but I have done Rox. Ah Sir most willingly I will confess You found me in the Region of distress A Flow'r but newly sprung and in the shade My growth I from your shining favour had Soly. This is not the confession I would hear It shews untimely gratitude or fear And makes me guilty of upbraiding you With what Love 's secret pow'r did make me do I am not to be told what I have done By loves perswasive force and but to one For when you lov'd me too that debt was paid And debts discharg'd none justly can upbraid Rox. Ah do not Sir forbid my thankfulness Soly. You quite mistake the thing you should confess 'T is not what Love but Honour made me do For all your Sex and not alone for you Though the strict Laws of Ottoman's high Race Did not allow our Sultans e're should grace The Mothers of their Sons with priviledge Of Marriage yet your Sex I did oblige And lifted you above the scorns of life When I by sacred forms made you my Wife Rox. This is but mention'd to augment the sence Which you suspect I want of my offence Or else you shew me that I useless grow Whilst I confess but what the people know Soly. If what I did was then by Honour done Let me that Honour keep when you are gone Let me the favour of your Sex retain Which since I justly did by Marriage gain I would not lose it now by Deaths divorce Whilst they unjustly think I want remorse And that my justice is but cruelty Because my Wife does by my sentence die Rox. Do but instruct me Sultan how I may In death for all my life's offences pay Soly. It is not fit our Priesthood or Divan Should sit to judge the Wife of Solyman But yet the blood by your ambition spilt Cries out so loud 'gainst your audacious guilt That now my People Armies and the State Behold your Beauty with malicious hate And no expedient e're can satisfie The justice they expect unless you die You only can to Heav'n for mercy trust Rox. Sir I will die that they may find you just Soly. But that your Sex may ever think me so You must a form of process undergo Which strict necessity does make me use You must
chiefly by love should reign Whilst in loose knots fear but the body binds We strongly rule by love our Subjects minds Rust. Yet wisest Monarchs by success have prov'd That it is safe to be fear'd than lov'd For Subjects as they please their love dispense But alwayes fear as it does please the Prince A King should more the ruling pow'r esteem Plac'd in himself then when 't is lodg'd in them Soly. That errour is destructive to a state For whom soe're the people fear they hate This is in me and in my Subjects true For fearing Mustapha I hate him too And he even in my Camp my pow'r controuls I ruling but their Bodies he their Souls Pyrrh By his first deeds he seem'd to study you And of your story a fair Copy drew Can he deface the Virtue he has shown And on his fathers Ruine build his Throne Soly. Since on Ambition's wings he means to rise He will both hate and slight all Natures Ties A Fathers name cannot his Nature fright From Glory when it does his youth invite Th' inchanting sound of Pow'r so Charms his Ear That he will now no other Musick hear New shouts are heard at which Solyman starts This insolence is loud enough to wake Revenge from duller sleep then death can make Rust. Perhaps not understanding their offence They deem this duty which is insolence And think they not offend in what they do Soly. My Army then is bravely taught by you Can any ignorant of Treason be Who shout for ought but victory and me Rust. Yet do not Sir decline what I advise Repentance is a noble Sacrifice But if when taught their crime they should pursue 'T will justifie what you intend to do Pyrrh When but a few into offences run Justice may safely punish what is done But when whole Camps are kindled to a flame Perswasion then not force must them reclaim Rustan Revenge which to the injur'd does belong Can be successful only to the strong Your Foes you summon e're their Towns you storm It to your Army now you less perform They all in Arms for Mustapha will rise Because you use them worse then Enemies Soly. I yield to your advice go both and try To make them in their joys more mannerly My race of Glory did proceed too fast Exeunt Rustan Pyrrhus My Armies now grow weary of my haste And yet though tir'd they shout and gladly run To see me over-taken by my Son All in this Race are stopt when overtook And I whom all did follow am forsook Forsook by him whom I begot and bred I 'm left behind by those whom I have led Must I like Conqu'ring Fleets when storms begin Take all my glorious Flags and Streamers in Though Mustapha by Heavens decree was sent To warn great Monarchs by my punishment Yet he does Heav'n offend offending me What means our Prophet by this mistery My Son 's ordain'd to what he should not do And I to bear what I should punish too Exit Enter Mustapha Zanger Mustapha seems very pensive Zang. Ah Prince you wrong your love whilst you admit Another Passion thus to reign with it Must. Zanger my grief may well my heart subdue Since 't is too great to be reveal'd to you Pity that Fate with which I now contend It makes me hide my danger from my Friend Zang. What can you seem unwilling to declare After confessing you my Rival are Or of that Friendship are you not secure Which did unshaken such a proof endure Must. Let what I heard be silenc'd as untrue Since my believing it may trouble you And yet my speaking it may pardon'd be Since your not hearing it may ruine me Zang. What can I more an injury esteem Then when by silence you distrustful seem Must. Alas you know not that you are unjust VVhen thus you take my kindness for distrust Be loth to hear what I shall speak with pain Zang. I torment feel in that which you retain Must. Your Mother with the Vizier is agreed And she hath secretly my death decreed Zang. You wrong me Brother and your self deceive And I wrong nature when I this believe Must. I 'le rather perish by your mis-belief Then give you evidence t' increase your grief Farewel the duty of a Son retain You 'l hear your Brother and your Friend is slain Zang. 'T were cruel Sir to leave me with this wound Must. You are too good to see what I have found Going out Zang. Stay Sir I cannot nature much offend Doubting a Mother to preserve a Friend Our Friendship does the minds allyance show Let me the utmost of this secret know Must. It comes from one who does not prudence lack Nor his intelligence from Rumour take One to whom Zarma does with trust disclose Charm'd by his love all thaâ— her bosom knows This bloody mischief is with art design'd The secret cautiously to few confin'd Which by such close contraction is made strong And still you Mother abler to do wrong Zang. Perhaps she is thus cruel since I grow As cruel in believing she is so Yet then she with her self does dis-agree Knowing I die in you and she in me Must. This Junto could not so successful be Were not the Sultan wrought to jealousie That I affecting popular esteem Follow those Crouds which have forsaken him And that I aim'd not by my Battels won To conquer Persia but usurp his Throne These false suggestions I might soon remove Were I admitted to implore his Love But oh that rigid form which us bereaves Of all approach without our Father's leaves That rigid custom which does bring no less Then death when we unsent for seek access But Zanger if I could admittance gain I must not where your Mother rules complain Zang. If they have rais'd the Sultan's wrath so high You must to save your life vouchsafe to flie Your stay makes life depend upon his breath Your flight prevents his guilt and your own death Whom he suspects he does but seldom save A Princes Prison is a Princes Grave Must. 'T were better Zanger that my blood were spilt Then sav'd by Flight Flight is it self a guilt Since still my duty did my actions steer I 'le not disgrace my innocence by fear Lest I the saving of my life repent I 'le rather bear then merit punishment Zang. When Pris'ner made 't will be a new offence T' accuse his wrath by pleading innocence Your death he 'l then decree t' avoid complaint Pow'r oft by death does justifie restraint And when incens'd into two faults will run Rather then own that it has acted one We shall by your retreat gain time to learn Those dangers which our haste cannot discern You then may make that innocence appear Which yet his passion will not let him hear Must. I 'le sooner yield my person to his pow'r Then be held guilty by him but one hour By flight my fear and shame will equal be And fear or shame is worse then death to me
THE TRAGEDY OF MUSTAPHA The SON of SOLYMAN THE Magnificent Written by The Right Honourable the Earl of ORRERY LONDON Printed for H. Herringman at the Sign of the Blew Anchor in the Lower Walk of the New Exchange 1668. The Persons Solyman the Magnificent Mr. Betterton Mustapha and Zanger His Sons Mr. Harris Mr. Smith Rustan and Pyrrhus Vizier Bassaws Mr. Samford Mr. Norris Haly and Achmat Eunch Bassaws Mr. Cadiman Mr. Iames Noke The King of Hungary an Infant The Cardinal of Veradium Mr. Young Thuricus and Viche Hungarian Lords Mr. Medborn Mr. Aingel Roxolana Solymans Wife Mrs. Betterton Queen of Hungary Mrs. Davis Zarma and Mirza Roxolana's Women Mrs. Long. Mrs. Norris Cleora Queen of Hungary ' s Woman Mrs. Shadwel The Sultans Guards Mutes Pages And other Attendants Mustapha THE FIRST ACT. Solymans Camp and his Pavillion Enter Solyman Rustan Pyrrhus and the Sultans Guards Rust. WHat Influence Mighty Sultan rules the day And stops your course where glory leads the way Th' Hungarian Armies hasten from the Field And Buda waits for your approach to yield Yet you seem doubtful what you are to do And turn from Triumphs when they follow you Pyrrh We at the Suns one moments rest should more Admire then at his glorious course before Glory like Time progression does require When it does cease t' advance it does expire Soly. You both mistake my glory is the cause That in my Conquest I have made this pause Whilst Hungary did pow'rful Foes afford I thought her Ruine worthy of my Sword But now the War does seem too low a thing Against a Mourning Queen and Infant King Pyrrhus it will unequal seem in me To Conquer and then blush at Victory Rust. None but the Conquer'd should have sence of shame Shall shows of Vertue darken your bright Fame Success does cover all the crimes of War And Fame and Vertue still consistent are In lazie peace let Christian Monarchs rust Who think no War but what 's defensive just Our Valiant Prophet did by slaughter rise Conquest a part of our Religion is Pyrrh He in his Holy War sounds no retreat Accounting none Religious but the great His Martyrs not by yielding glory gain They th' other World by Conquering this obtain Soly. To Rome I will my dreadful Ensignes lead Rome which was once the Universal head Which still the worlds important part controuls Once she gave Laws to Kingdoms now to Souls To that great Conquest my designs I bend This Kingdom is my way and not my end Which now since too much scar'd by my Alarms Seems worthier of my pity then my Arms. Rust. Since Rome did once the Universe subdue 'T is now the only Conquest fit for you But he who Conquests wisely has design'd Does never leave an Enemy behind Though all that Heav'n ere finish'd in a Man Is now in you yet Heaven's Great Agent can Proceed but as the Instrument of Fate To work out Conquests not at once Create Beginnings should to th' end still useful be 'T is more to use then gain a Victory Pyrrh The Sword must end what Valour has begun Else you disgrace what is already done Your Foes would think if you should now relent That you of Conquests as of Crimes repent When your bright Crescents are to Buda shown 'T is but a step to the Hungarian Crown Your presence lower then their knees will bring Th' Hungarian Priests to offer up their King When by that proof your Conquest is confest Dispose of him by rules of Interest Soly. Bear then my Standard before Buda's Walls I should not stop my Ears when glory calls Since there the Foe all his reserves does make In taking Buda I the Kingdom take Call the Divan let them consult with you What with the Infant King is fit to do Exeunt the two Bashas Divans like Common-wealths regard not fame Disdaining honour they can feel no shame Each does for what the publick safety call Venture his Vertue in behalf of all Doing by pow'r what Nature does forbid Each hoping amongst all that he is hid Hidden because they on each other wink When they dare act what Monarchs scorne to think Exit Enter Isabella Queen of Hungaria in Mourning Cleora Thuricus Viche and Attendants Thur. In the Hungarian Council does appear Disorder vary'd in all shapes of fear Viche And in their looks too clearly I descry They 'l rather tamely yield then bravely dye Queen But yet the remedy by Death remains When that may free them will they carry Chains Their Souls are with their Armies overcome They who the Bulwark were of Christendom Shall now be made at once their scorn and shame 'T is less to lose their Countrey than their Fame But though the frighted States should yield the Town I am resolv'd ne're to resign the Crown My care of that and my neglect of Life Are signs that I have been your Monarchs Wife Thur. The death of that Great King for whom you Mourn Did our advancing Empire backward turn The Turks may now the Christian world out-brave Since all our hearts lie buri'd in his grave Card. The Sultan's Army covers â—udas hills Enter the Cardinal of Veradium Which our Consulting States with terrour fills Who hearing he to such has mercy shown As timely yielding did his wrath atone They will a sudden present to him bring Worth more than all their lives our Infant King Queen Give up the King in that resolve I see Th' Hungarians now are ripe for slavery The Prince who from your King his birth did take Shall not a part of Turkish triumph make Death may but fear shall never cast me down Who yields does ne're deserve to wear a Crown Death shall us both in the first breach relieve We 'l die since in the Throne we cannot live Thur. Ah Madam that which you have now design'd Does more become your fortune than your mind Let not your Vertue teach you cruelty Queen 'T is worse to merit death than 't is to die A Queen who does resign her Son and State Does use her self worse than she 's us'd by Fate Card. Since now the States your broken Armies pay The orders of the States they will obey And what they have resolv'd they soon will do Therefore my Counsel Madam pray pursue Since they have prov'd so false and so unjust Turn what they make necessity to trust Send the Crown-Jewels and the Infant King To Roxolana as an Offering Subdue that Beauty which the Victor sways With what the Great are soonest conquer'd Praise Extol her Vertue and her Mercy move By all the Charms of pity and of love In gaining her you make the Sultan sure A desperate ill can have no common cure Whilst with applause high minds you higher raise You make them vertuous to make good your praise Queen The States not I this Counsel may esteem 'T will make me do what I abhorr'd in them If by their Cowardice I am destroy'd I 'le bravely meet what I in vain
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
That cheerfulness with which to death I go Some proof Sir of my innocence does show And since by death I would your hate remove What would I not have done to gain your love Exeunt Mustapha and Mutes Solyman looking after Mustapha whilst he is in sight Soly. What I have now decreed does just appear But against Nature who can stop his Ear Though she against the right of Justice stands My Heart does sigh for what my Tongue commands Exit Enter Roxolana Rox. Now the great deed is doing or else done I have been cruel to preserve my Son That cruel deed which makes him th' Empires Heir Heav'n sure forgives since it rewards my care And nothing now can ever make me grieve But for his death by which my Son does live Enter Zarma Zarma Madam the Guards are doubled ev'ry where Rox. If Guards can make you safe what need you fear Zarma Your servants hide their looks and fear to show The griefs they feel and dangers which they know Rox. Zarma be deaf to what you should not hear Or use your strength to what you ought to bear Easing your self when you of grief complain To many others you transfer your pain Enter Haly Weeping By your amazement and the tears you shed To Hâ—ly You seem to tell me Mustapha is dead Haly. Yes and so dy'd that the most fortunate Would gladly for his Fame have had his Fate But Madam be suffic'd that he is dead Rox. No I dare hear both what he did and said Haly. The Sultan his last suit could not deny Which was that by his servants he might dye And each of those declar'd it a less crime To kill himself then 't was to Murder him Rox. It shews he was with highest love esteem'd When none would kill whom Solyman condemn'd Haly. It turn'd our blood to tears when he did pray To all in vain to take his life away He said aloud can I so wretched prove That your denyals must declare your love See what your guilty kindness drives me to Worse then my Father did 't will make me do One whom he guilty thought to death he sent But you will make me kill the innocent 'T is you have made your Prince unfortunate Who finds your love more cruel then his hate And now afraid of nothing but delay He frowning said unfriended Mustapha Must be beholding to himself for death Then snatcht a Sword which straight he did unsheath Morat cry'd out the Murd'rer's part I 'le do 'T is fitter I should bear that guilt then you The Prince about his neck his Arms did spread In sign of gratitude and smiling said Is it not fit my wretched life should end When he who kills me I esteem my Friend Rox. He could not give more ornament to death Then when so calmly he resign'd his breath Haly. When griev'd Morat the fatal deed had done Which kindness made him do and others shun With haste he said no Tears can be so good To shed for such a loss as Tears of blood His hand then acts the second Tragick part So on his own as on his Masters heart But grief had wounded him so much before That scarce his Cemiter could wound him more Rox. This was at once a duty and a crime Haly. It made us pity first then envy him Rox. Call Zanger hither and return with speed But keep him ignorant of this dire deed Exit Haly. Brave Prince if now thy Mother were alive She by my sorrow might be taught to grieve How soon thy death a miracle has done It makes me weep for what preserves my Son Exeunt Roxolana Zarma Enter Solyman Soly. Forgot are now those Fields his Valour won Which did too soon his Head with Laurel crown His Virtue with his Foes he overthrew For growing great he straight grew guilty too Enter Zanger who kneels Solyman steps to him and takes him up Zang. I come at your command by Achmat sent Who said I should attend you in your Tent Soly. Zanger I how did for your judgement send You are my minds Physician Son and Friend Tell me can Mortal-Monarchs alwaies keep The watch o're Empire set without some sleep Zang. No man can live whom sleep does not repair Much less can Monarchs who are born to care Soly. Behold then the revenge which I did take On him who kept me many Months awake Zang. My Brother dead you have the world bereft Of much more Virtue then is in it left 'T was Jealousie not he Oh dire mistake Which did so many Months keep you awake And it was just that you who in your Breast Would jealousie admit should take no rest My speech is by this object overcome No grief is well exprest till it is dumb Ah Loyal Prince till death does close my Eyes Zanger goes towards Mustapha Accept these Tears my Friendships Sacrifice Soly. Traytor dost weep for one condemn'd by me This shews that thou as guilty art as he Desist or thou shalt share in his just fate Zang. That Sir will rather shew your love than hate Death is the only blessing I can find You think it just and I shall think it kind I will his worth to all the world declare Soly. He did aspire and grew too popular Zang. Rustan and Pyrrhus did his life pursue We their contrivance of this Murder knew And I desir'd him from your wrath to flie But in obedience he would stay to die For but one day when banish'd from your sight VVas worse to him than Death's eternal night If in himself he any guilt had known He with your leave to Syria might have gone He told me still what he design'd or knew Soly. His black designs he did conceal from you Zang. Nothing could more his trust of Friendship prove Then that we both th' Hungarian Queen did love And though he then my first pretensions knew Yet freely he confest he lov'd her too And when a Rival does his love reveal What can his cunning after that conceal How could you his unblemisht Vertue doubt Soly. Have I not often heard my Armies shout When he appear'd and with applause so high As if his presence brought them Victory Zang. In that their errour and not his appear'd He with more grief then you their gladness heard By all the duty to a Father due And to our Prophet Mustapha was true True as you Viziers have been false and wrought You into wrong suggestions of his fault Soly. Oh Heaven my guilt now makes it an offence To hear untimely of his innocence This truth which now I may my torment call You should have sooner told or not at all Zang. Who could without offending you have thought When your kind message was by Achmat brought That 't was a train laid for my Brothers life And yet my doubt with duty was at strife And doubt prevail'd for sev'ral waies I try'd To get admittance but was still deny'd Soly. Zanger to ease our griefs let us agree T' impute his
Zang. I doubt your vertue will your life betray But since so nobly you resolve to stay I 'le to my Mother strait and she shall know Th' important secret of our mutual vow It will divert the hope of her design When she 's assur'd your ruine must be mine Must. Friendship like this who ever did enjoy Which Rival'd-love nor death cannot destroy Oh Zanger If you knew how much I strove To make my Friendship overcome my Love Though in that strife I could not Victor be You would both envy then and pity me Zang. I 'm glad in that design you mist your end Who quits his Mistress may forsake his Friend And none of Friendship should a proof admit Which may occasion fear of losing it For he who can break off your Conqu'rours chain Has such wild strength as nothing can restrain Must. Hah stay methinks I 'm on a sudden brought To light 's last glimps and to a stop of thought Methinks something prophetick in my Breast Bids me make haste and in Fame's Temple rest And as men dying leave chief Legacies To those whose Friendship they did dearest prize So Zanger I as to your merit due Bequeath the Queen my life's last gift to you Zang. Our secret Sympathy your Fate secures If bad my Breast would feel 't as soon as yours And since you but bequeath a Legacy Which cannot be possest before you dye You safely give what I shall ne're receive Because I cannot Mustapha out-live Must. How poorly some in Friendship take a pride Which never yet was by Love's int'rest try'd To ours alone the perfect praise is due At once of being Friends and Rivals too Exeunt Embracing Enter Rustan Pirrhus Pirrh Complyance now must serve us more then force Since th' European and the Asian Horse Refuse our orders and in publick say That we conspir'd to banish Mustapha Rust. No pride so dang'rous is as being proud Of prosp'rous Mutiny They threaten loud Who us'd but in their whispers to complain Pirrh If they the Ianizaries Aga gain We are beyond repairs of Court undone Rust. The force we dare not meet we ought to shun Pirrh The Empress feels remorse or finds her fear Rust. We shall be call'd Zarma expects us here Achmat the Asian Horse have long been led Enter Achmat Haly. By you and by your great example bred This Monster-mutiny will all devour You might oblidge the Sultan with your pow'r If you could quell this Monster Ach. May be so But you had better trye what you can do Rust. The deed is noble and belongs to you I would not take what is to Achmat due Ach. Indeed you ever with a tender hand Touch'd what another Bassa should command Your Justice which knows when and whom to strike Usurps no business which you do not like Pirrh Haly this doubtful language strange appears Haly. You 'l in the Army find Interpreters Rust. Haly it seems does listen to the Crowd Haly. Men need not listen where Complaints are loud Pirrh The people rail to exercise their Tongues Haly. Their patience first is exercis'd with wrongs Pirrh They wanting judgment should submit to Laws And cannot Judges be in their own cause But to their Rulers gently should appeal Ach. Men their own judges are of what they feel Rust. This is not meant in Friendship nor for sport Sure Pirrhus they are angry with the Court And having found none for their anger care Strive out of malice to be popular Enter Zarma who whispers Rustan Zarma You must bring Pyrrhus and may have access Exeunt with Zarma Rustan and Pirrhus smiling scornfully on the other two and they on them Achm. Methinks we were ill-natur'd to express So much contempt of Greatness in distress Haly. When shining Fav'rites grow with greatness proud All men rejoyce to see them in a Cloud If this ill nature be 't is not confin'd To us alone but is in all mankind And whilst we blame our selves we injure all Nothing 's ill natur'd that is natural Achm. I must confess in thus insulting you Do but as States-men to each other do Haly. When they are more afflicted we will seem To mourn with their few Friends who pity them But secretly we will their Foes insence And then in haste bring them intelligence Of mischiefs which they never can avoid And so be thankt by those we have destroy'd Exeunt Enter Roxolana Rustan Pyrrhus Rox. My favour to the Sultan you implore Only for Governments your sought before You sue for Egypt you for Babylon If I could these procure you would be gone Rust. In these from sudden Foes we distant are No Mutiny can last to march so far And we by absence may perhaps abate The rage contracted by this Armies hate Pirrh This Armies temper well consider'd shows You are not safe when we our safety lose But 't will in vain with your designs contest When in our hands you shall possess the East Rox. Men who to high designs like this are bent Should less fear death then not to see th' event Rust. The Camp to Mustapha such love has shown That we shall hasten by his death our own Pirrh That which does lead your hope the surest way Brings us to certain ruine if we stay Rox. You vow'd striving my favour to regain That Zanger after Solyman should reign And that I might to mark of horrour bear You said I still against it should appear Pirrh But Madam neither of us promis'd we The Princes Executioners would be All but the Mutes will that black office shun And all things else are near perfection done Rox. None here the fatal Orders will obey If in this juncture you should flye away You both must stay and what you plotted act I 'le not the guilt of your designs contract Rust. In staying we the Princes fate partake We who are guilty only for your sake So guilty none did ever yet appear Rox. You only guilty are because you fear But fear in States-men is the highest crime Those who to Empires upper stations climbe Are not so useful by their being wise As they may hurtful be by cowardise For they fearing to act what they should do Make with themselves the valiant useless too Rust. Provoke not those who with your ruine may Save both themselves and injur'd Mustapha Pirrh This were we Cowards we could quickly do Rox. Am I forsaken and then threatn'd too You doing this will your best visage wear Falshood in States-men is less vile then fear Go to the Sultan go and th' int'rest try Of crafty Art On Nature I 'le rely You are whole States-men and his Friends in part States-men like States are but the works of Art When in both shapes your wisdoms have appear'd Weak Wives and Mistresses may chance be heard You with your blood must for your mischiefs pay But a few tears will wash my guilt away What you design'd Ambition made you do I did but that which Nature call'd me to You did the Plot