me more by barely naming him Than all thy foul unmanner'd scurril taunts Dorax And therefore 't was to gaul thee that I nam'd him That thing that nothing but a cringe and smile That Woman but more dawb'd or if a man Corrupted to a Woman thy Man Mistress Sebast All false as Hell or thou Dorax Yes full as false As that I serv'd thee fifteen hard Campaignes And pitch'd thy Standard in these Forreign Fields By me thy greatness grew thy years grew with it But thy Ingratitude outgrew 'em both Sebast I see to what thou tend'st but tell me first If those great Acts were done alone for me If love produc'd not some and pride the rest Dorax Why Love does all that 's noble here below But all th' advantage of that love was thine For coming fraughted back in either hand With Palm and Olive Victory and Peace I was indeed prepar'd to ask my own For Violante's vows were mine before Thy malice had prevention ere I spoke And ask'd me Violante for Enriquez Seb. I meant thee a reward of greater worth Dor. Where justice wanted could reward be hop'd Could the robb'd Passenger expect a bounty From those rapacious hands who stript him first Seb. He had my promise e're I knew thy love Dor. My Services deserv'd thou should'st revoke it Seb. Thy Insolence had cancell'd all thy Service To violate my Laws even in my Court Sacred to peace and safe from all affronts E'ven to my face as done in my despight Under the wing of awfull Majesty To strike the man I lov'd Dor. Even in the face of Heaven a place more Sacred Would I have struck the man who propt by power Would Seize my right and rob me of my Love But for a blow provok'd by thy Injustice The hasty product of a just despair When he refus'd to meet me in the field That thou shoud'st make a Cowards Cause thy own Seb. He durst nay more desir'd and begg'd with tears To meet thy Challenge fairly 't was thy fault â—o make it publique but my duty then To interpose on pain of my displeasure Betwixt your Swords Dor. On pain of Infamy He should have disobey'd Seb. Th' Indignity thou didst was ment to me Thy gloomy eyes were cast on me with scorn As who should say the blow was there intended But that thou didst not dare to lift thy hands Against Annointed power so was I forc'd To do a Soveraign justice to my self And spurn thee from my presence Dor. Thou hast dar'd To tell me what I durst not tell my self I durst not think that I was spurn'd and live And live to hear it boasted to my face All my long Avarice of honour lost Heap'd up in Youth and hoarded up for Age Has honours Fountain then suck'd back the stream He has and hooting Boys may dry shod pass And gather pebbles from the naked Foord Give me my Love my Honour give 'em back Give me revenge while I have breath to ask it Seb. Now by this honour'd Order which I wear More gladly would I give than thou dar'st ask it Nor shall the Sacred Character of King Be urg'd to shield me from thy bold appeal If I have injur'd thee that makes us equall The wrong if done debas'd me down to thee But thou hast charg'd me with Ingratitude Hast thou not charg'd me speak Dor. Thou know'st I have If thou disown'st that Imputation draw And prove my Charge a lye Seb. No to disprove that lye I must not draw Be conscious to thy worth and tell thy Soul What thou hast done this day in my defence To fight thee after this what were it else Than owning that Ingratitude thou urgest That Isthmus stands betwixt two rushing Seas Which mounting view each other from afar And strive in vain to meet Dor. I 'le cut that Isthmus Thou know'st I meant not to preserve thy Life But to reprieve it for my own revenge I sav'd thee out of honourable malice Now draw I should be loath to think thou dar'st not Beware of such another vile excuse Seb. O patience Heaven Dor. Beware of Patience too That 's a Suspicious word it had been proper Before thy foot had spurn'd me now 't is base Yet to disarm thee of thy last defence I have thy Oath for my security The only boon I begg'd was this fair Combat Fight or be Perjur'd now that 's all thy choice Sebas drawing Now I can thank thee as thou wouldst be thank'd Never was vow of honour better pay'd If my true Sword but hold than this shall be The sprightly Bridegroom on his Wedding Night More gladly enters not the lists of Love Why 't is enjoyment to be summon'd thus Go bear my Message to Henriquez Ghost And say his Master and his Friend reveng'd him Dor. His Ghost then is my hated Rivall dead Seb. The question is beside our present purpose Thou seest me ready we delay too long Dor. A minute is not much in eithers Life When their 's but one betwixt us throw it in And give it him of us who is to fall Sebast He 's dead make hast and thou mayst yet o're take him Dor. When I was hasty thou delay'st me longer I prethee let me hedge one moment more Into thy promise for thy life preserv'd Be kind and tell me how that Rivall dy'd Whose Death next thine I wish'd Seb. If it would please thee thou should'st never know But thou like Jealousy enquir'st a truth Which found will torture thee He dy'd in Fight Fought next my person as in Consort fought Kept pace for pace and blow for every blow Save when he heav'd his Shield in my defence And on his naked side receiv'd my wound Then when he could no more he fell at once But rowl'd his falling body cross their way And made a Bulwark of it for his Prince Dor. I never can forgive him such a death Seb. I prophecy'd thy proud Soul could not bear it Now judge thy self who best deserv'd my Love I knew you both and durst I say as Heaven Foreknew among the shining Angell host Who would stand firm who fall Dor. Had he been tempted so so had he fall'n And so had I been favour'd had I stood Seb. What had been is unknown what is appears Confess he justly was preferr'd to thee Dor. Had I been born with his indulgent Stars My fortune had been his and his been mine O worse than Hell what Glory have I lost And what has he acquir'd by such a death I should have fallen by Sebastians side My Corps had been the Bulwark of my King His glorious end was a patch'd work of fate Ill sorted with a soft effeminate life It suited better with my life than his So to have dy'd mine had been of a peice Spent in your service dying at your feet Seb. The more effeminate and soft his life The more his fame to struggle to the field And meet his glorious fate Confess proud Spirit For I will have it from
not Nor minds th' impression of a God on Kings Because no stamp of Heav'n was on his Soul But the resisting Mass drove back the Seal Say though thy heart be rock of Adamant Yet Rocks are not impregnable to Bribes Instruct me how to bribe thee Name thy price Lo I resign my Title to the Crown Send me to exile with the Man I love And banishment is Empire Emp. Here 's my claim Clapping his hand to his Sword And this extinguish'd thine thou giv'st me nothing Alm. My Father's Mothers Brothers death I pardon That 's somewhat sure a mighty Sum of Murther Of innocent and kindred blood strook off My Prayers and Penance shall discount for these And beg of Heav'n to charge the Bill on me Behold what price I offer and how dear To buy Sebastian's life Emp. Let after reck'nings trouble fearful fools I 'll stand the tryal of those trivial Crimes But since thou beg'st me to prescribe my terms The only I can offer are thy love And this one day of respite to resolve Grant or deny for thy next word is Fate And Fate is deaf to Pray'r Alm. May Heav'n be so Rising up At thy last breath to thine I curse thee not For who can better curse the Plague or Devil Than to be what they are That Curse be thine Now do not speak Sebastian for you need not But dye for I resign your Life Look Heav'n Almeyda dooms her dear Sebastian's death But is there Heav'n for I begin to doubt The Skyes are hush'd no grumbling Thunders roul Now take your swing ye impious Sin unpunish'd Eternal providence seems overwatch'd And with a slumb'ring Nod assents to Murther Enter Dorax attended by three Soldiers Emp. Thou mov'st a Tortoise pace to my relief Take hence that once a King that sullen pride That swells to dumbness lay him in the Dungeon And sink him deep with Irons that when he wou'd He shall not groan to hearing when I send The next Commands are death Alm. Then Prayers are vain as Curses Emp. Much at one In a Slaves mouth against a Monarch's Pow'r This day thou hast to think At night if thou wilt curse thou shalt curse kindly Then I 'll provoke thy lips lay siege so close That all thy sallying breath shall turn to Blessings Make haste seize force her bear her hence Alm. Farewel my last Sebastian I do not beg I challenge Justice now O Pow'rs if Kings be your peculiar care Why plays this Wretch with your Prerogative Now flash him dead now crumble him to ashes Or henceforth live confin'd in your own Palace And look not idely out upon a World That is no longer yours She is carried off strugling Emperour and Benducar follow Sebastian struggles in his Guards Arms and shakes off one of them but two others come in and hold him he speaks not all the while Dor. I find I 'm but a half-strain'd Villain yet Aside But mungril-mischievous for my Blood boyl'd To view this brutal act and my stern Soul Tug'd at my arm to draw in her defence Down thou rebelling Christian in my heart Redeem thy fame on this Sebastian first Then think on others wrongs when thine are righted Walks a turn But how to right ' em on a Slave disarm'd Defenceless and submitted to my rage A base revenge is vengeance on my self walks again I have it and I thank thee honest head Thus present to me at my great necessity Comes up to Sebastian You know me not Sebast I hear Men call thee Dorax Dor. 'T is well you know enough for once you speak too You were struck mute before Sebast Silence became me then Dor. Yet we may talk hereafter Seb. Hereafter is not mine Dispatch thy work good Executioner Dor. None of my blood were hangmen add that falshood To a long Bill that yet remains unreckon'd Seb. A King and thou can never have a reck'ning Dor. A greater summ perhaps than you can pay Mean time I shall make bold t' increase your debt gives him his Sword Take this and use it at your greatest need Seb. This hand and this have been acquainted well Looks on it It shou'd have come before into my grasp To kill the Ravisher Dor. Thou heardst the Tyrants orders Guard thy life When 't is attack'd and guard it like a Man Seb. I 'm still without thy meaning but I thank thee Dor. Thank me when I ask thanks thank me with that Seb. Such surly kindness did I never see Dorax to the Captain of his Guards Muza draw out a file pick man by man Such who dare dye and dear will sell their death Guard him to th' utmost now conduct him hence And treat him as my Person Seb. Something like That voice methinks I shou'd have somewhere heard But floods of woes have hurry'd it far off Beyond my kenn of Soul Exit Sebastian with the Soldiers Dor. But I shall bring him back ungrateful Man Solus I shall and set him full before thy sight When I shall front thee like some staring Ghost With all my wrongs about me What so soon Return'd This hast is boding Enter to him Emperor Benducar Mufti Emp. She 's still inexorable still Imperious And loud as if like Bacchus born in thunder Be quick ye false Physicians of my mind Bring speedy Death or Cure Bend. What can be counsell'd while Sebastian lives The Vine will cling while the tall poplar stands But that cut down creeps to the next support And twines as closely there Emp. That 's done with ease I speak him dead proceed Muf. Proclaim your Marriage with Almeyda next That Civil Wars may cease this gains the Crowd Then you may safely force her to your will For People side with violence and injustice When done for publick good Emp. Preach thou that doctrine Bend. Th' unreasonable fool has broach'd a truth Aside That blasts my hopes but since 't is gone so far He shall divulge Almeyda is a Christian If that produce no tumult I despair Emp. Why speaks not Dorax Dor. Because my Soul abhors to mix with him Sir let me bluntly say you went too far To trust the Preaching pow'r on State Affairs To him or any Heavenly Demagogue 'T is a limb lopt from your Prerogative And so much of Heav'ns Image blotted from you Muf. Sure thou hast never heard of Holy Men So Christians call 'em fam'd in State Affairs Such as in Spain Ximenes Albornoz In England Woolsey match me these with Laymen Dorax How you triumph in one or two of these Born to be Statesmen hap'ning to be Church-men Thou callst 'em holy so their function was But tell me Mufti which of 'em were Saints Next Sir to you the summ of all is this Since he claims pow'r from Heav'n and not from Kings When 't is his int'rest he can int'rest Heav'n To preach you down and Ages oft depend On hours uninterrupted in the Chair Emp. I 'll trust his Preaching while I rule his pay And I dare trust my
might have allur'd some of the Shee-slaves to him and was resolv'd to prevent what might have been betwixt him and them when on the sudden he rush'd out upon me caught me in his arms with such a fury Muf. I have heard enough away with him Joh. Mistaking me no doubt for one of his fellow Slaves With that affrighted as I was I discover'd my self and cry'd aloud But as soon as ever he knew me the Villain let me go and I must needs say he started back as if I were some Serpent and was more afraid of me than I of him Muf. O thou corrupter of my Family that 's cause enough of death once again away with him Joh. What for an intended Trespass No harm has been done whatever may be He cost you five hundred Crowns I take it Muf. Thou say'st true a very considerable Sum He shall not dye tho he had committed folly with a Slave 't is too much to lose by him Ant. My only fault has ever been to love playing in the dark and the more she cry'd the more I play'd that it might be seen I intended nothing to her Muf. To your Kennel Sirrah mortifie your flesh and consider in whose Family you are Joh. And one thing more remember from henceforth to obey better Muf. aside For all her smoothness I am not quite cur'd of my Jealousie but I have thought of a way that will clear my doubts Exit Mufti with Johayma and Servants Ant. I am mortify'd sufficiently already without the help of his ghostly Counsel Fear of Death has gone farther with me in two Minutes than my Conscience wou'd have gone in two Months I find my self in a very dejected condition all over me poor Sin lyes dormant Concupiscence is retir'd to his winter quarters and if Morayma shou'd now appear I say no more but alas for her and me Morayma comes out of the Arbour she steals behind him and claps him on the back Morayma And if Morayma shou'd appear as she does appear alas you say for her and you Antonio Art thou there my sweet temptation my Eyes my Life my Soul my all Morayma A mighty Complement when all these by your own Confession are just nothing Ant. Nothing till thou cam'st to new create me thou dost not know the power of thy own Charms let me embrace thee and thou shalt see how quickly I can turn wicked Morayma stepping back Nay if you are so dangerous 't is best keeping you at a distance I have no mind to warm a frozen Snake in my bosom he may chance to recover and sting me for my pains Ant. Consider what I have suffer'd for thy sake already and make me some amends two disappointments in a night O cruel Creature Mor. And you may thank your self for both I came eagerly to the Charge before my time through the back walk behind the Arbour and you like a fresh-water Soldier stood guarding the Pass before if you miss'd the Enemy you may thank your own dulness Anton. Nay if you will be using stratagems you shall give me leave to make use of my advantages now I have you in my power we are fairly met I 'll try it out and give no quarter Mor. By your favour Sir we meet upon treaty now and not upon defiance Ant. If that be all you shall have Carte blanche immediately for I long to be ratifying Mor. No now I think on 't you are already enter'd into Articles with my Enemy Johayma Any thing to serve you Madam I shall refuse no drudgery whose words were those Gentleman was that like a Cavalier of honour Anton. Not very heroick but self preservation is a point above Honour and Religion too Antonio was a Rogue I must confess but you must give me leave to love him Mor. To beg your life so basely and to present your Sword to your Enemy Oh Recreant Ant. If I had died honourably my fame indeed wou'd have sounded loud but I shou'd never have heard the blast Come don't make your self worse natur'd than you are to save my life you wou'd be content I shou'd promise any thing Mor. Yes if I were sure you wou'd perform nothing Ant. Can you suspect I wou'd leave you for Johayma Mor. No but I can expect you wou'd have both of us Love is covetous I must have all of you heart for heart is an equal truck In short I am younger I think handsomer and am sure I love you better she has been my step-mother these fifteen years you think that 's her face you see but 't is only a dawb'd Vizard she wears an Armour of proof upon 't an inch thick of Paint besides the Wash her Face is so fortifi'd that you can make no approaches to it without a Shovel But for her constancy I can tell you for your comfort she will love till death I mean till yours for when she has worn you out she will certainly dispatch you to another world for fear of telling tales as she has already serv'd three Slaves your Predecessors of happy memory in her favours She has made my pious Father a three pil'd Cuckold to my knowledg and now she wou'd be robbing me of my single Sheep too Ant. Prithee prevent her then and at least take the shearing of me first Mor. No I 'll have a Butchers Pen'worth of you first secure the Carcass and then take the fleece into the bargain Ant. Why sure you did not put your self and me to all this trouble for a dry come off by this hand taking it Mor. Which you shall never touch but upon better assurances than you imagine Pulling her hand away Ant. I 'll marry thee and make a Christian of thee thou pretty damn'd Infidel Mor. I mean you shall but no earnest till the bargain be made before witness there 's love enough to be had and as much as you can turn you to never doubt it but all upon honourable terms Ant. I vow and swear by Love and he 's a Deity in all Religions Mor. But never to be trusted in any he has another name too of a worse sound Shall I trust an Oath when I see your Eyes languishing your Cheeks flushing and can hear your heart throbbing no I 'll not come near you He 's a foolish Physitian who will feel the pulse of a Patient that has the Plague-spots upon him Ant. Did one ever hear a little Moppet argue so perversly against so good a Cause Come prithee let me anticipate a little of my Revenue Mor. You wou'd feign be fingring your Rents before-hand but that makes a man an ill Husband ever after Consider Marriage is a painful Vocation as you shall prove it manage your Incomes as thriftily as you can you shall find a hard task on 't to make even at the years end and yet to live decently Ant. I came with a Christian intention to revenge my self upon thy Father for being the head of a false Religion Mor. And so you