News no sooner told Doe's she her Life from my high Bounty hold Did I permit her Love nay and command it too And can she treacherously her Love pursue I gave her leave to Conquer but not steal Mercy henceforth the Attribute of Hell Hast thou betray'd me Revenge shall in thy Room this Seat Supply Alcinda by Orunda's Hand shall Dye Tell me Lycungus by what means I may My Fury to her Trembling Soul display This Woman in his Fond Embrace Surprize And tear her Heart before her Lovers Eyes Lyc. Should your Hand execute a Criminal's Doom 'T would not your Greatness nor your Sex become That Justice then t' a meaner Hand resign Be yours the Glory let the Toyl be mine Trust it to me Orun. Doe 't then but do it so I may applaud and envy at the Blow Lyc. Whil'st they sit dallying in a Close Embrace I' th Grove an Ambush of Arm'd Men I 'le place Who from his Arms his amorous Prey shall snatch And down her Throat a pois'nous Draught dispatch To summon out her Soul to that low'r Shade Where Wrongs of injur'd Majesty are paid Orun. See instantly the Fatal Draught prepar'd And-take a Princess thanks for a Reward Exit Lyc. Ye Gods of China if you are such tame And inoffensive things as our Priests frame Whose Pious Eares and Eyes and tender Sense Delights in nought but Good and Innocence Draw back your Sun and vele your selves in night I shall Act Deeds which all weak Eyes will fright But if the Nature of your God Heads be Couragious savage feirce and bold like me Heav'n wear no Clouds and Gods take a fulâ— view Look and Admire at what my Hand dares doe Exit Re-enter Orunda Orun. Poyson'd and I not there Though Modesty T' a Female Hand that Vengeance do's deny In a Disguise I 'le meet 'em in the Grove Spectatour to this Horrid Scene of Love And if the weaker Potion can't suffice I will make up the Poyson from my Eyes Exit Enter Quitazo and Alcinda What angry Murmur do's disturb your Mind To blame a Fate so Glorious and so Kind Rais'd to an Empire and a Princess Arms Beyond the Reach of my more Humble Charms What sawcy Trouble dares Create your Frown Can Sighs or Sorrow dwell so neer a Crown Quit. Do not so Cruelly my Misfortunes treat Who owe my Ruine to my being Great Though a King's Heir and Empire's Favourite I am not brighter for such Rays of Light I 'm darkned by the Lustre I have won As Moores are Black by being too near the Sun But do not fear that Seat your Power secur's His Empire Madam shall not Ruine yours My heart shall wear no Chain 's but what you gave Kings may our Bodies not our Souls Enslave Alcin. Boast not that Constancy your Soul will keep For when Quitazo in her Arms shall sleep You nor your Dreams so kind will scarcely prove To loose one Thought on my forgotten Love Though me poor me you with unkindness kill Yet my good Wishes wait upon you still And when In her high Arms I veiw you from a far A Princess Husband and an Empires Heir Iâ—le Mourn to quit you but be Proud to see You Happy though for ever lost to me Quit. Why did you suffer me to go when I With Tears implor'd your leave to stay and dy Let Law and King have done the worst they cou'd It had been juster t' have expos'd my Blood Than but the hazard of your Loss have stood Alcin. Talk not of Death the Death of my Dear Lord. Oh 't is halfe dying but to hear the Word I love your Life so well that Sir you know To save your Life 't was I that bid you go I knew at worst 't would a less Torture be To see you live for her than dye for me Besides all Women choose not with one voice She in that number might have mist my Choice But Oh! she saw you in a Fatal Hour And since your Love or Life 's not in my Power Dear Sir choose Life Do not my Victime fall Be she and her Crown yours they must they shall I beg you 'd live Quit. Ah Madam and can you Command me to be false Alcin. Yes Sir I do Owe her your Life Live hers and happy Reign I bid you doe 't as much as e're I can Quit. I rather will the utmost hazard Run Than yield to be by Loyalty undone No for my Constancy this way I 'le choose This Day he must his Empire save or loose If Fate as ye kind Pow'rs I hope it will On his just cause and his great Champion smile His Peace recover'd my Commâ—ssion dyes And when I have no further Services T' oblige my Country or defend my King Then Conqu'â—ing Beauty shall it's Triumph Sing Retir'd from Court wee 'l to some Cell remove And what we loose in Greatness gain in Love But if which Heav'n forbid he is O'rthrown Then I more Safely may my passion own And stand his Anger when his Thunder 's gon Alcin. If you prove true a Work I fear too hard Your Faith I shall admire and Heav'n Reward But if the Love which once to me you gave Must in her Kind Embraces find a Grave I 'le borrow Life enough on Earth to stay Till I have seen your Fatal Nuptial Day And at that Minute when the Sacred Rite My title Cancell'd do's your Hands unite What I want Breath to speak my Looks shall tell And take Of your departing Love a long Fare-well Then if my Heart Be not quite broke to your Bed-side I 'le come And wait on your dead Kindness to it's Tomb. Then from my Rival I 'le this favour win Which both of you may grant without a Sin I will sleep by you but ne'r wake agin I Love so well I can your Crime forgive But Love too well that pardon to Out-live But lest my Ghastly Looks When I am dead should your New Mistress fright And Rob you of one Minute of Delight I 'le dress my Brow so gay I 'le Death beguile Breath out my Soul expiring in a Smile Quit. Oh my dear Princess if my King Decree I must his Son or else his Martyr be Iâ—will my self but not my Love resign I 'le Set in Glory where I cannot Shine And Fate so Charming but what Bliss more High Is'â— to live yours if 't is so great to dye Exeunt The Fourth ACT. Scene the First Enter Amavanga and Vangona Amav WHy has hard Fate so strange a Subject chose To Make two Lovers meet like Mortal Foes I by Zâ—gteus Hand or he by mine Must on this place our dying Breaths Resigne Vang But she whose Hand dares in a Single Fight Maintain her Countries and an Empires Right Deserves the best and bravest of Mankind And though wild Chance him for your Foe design'd The Glory of the Deed takes off the Crime Fighting your Lover you best merit him Am. Well since 't is past Retreat I 'le make this Glorious
minut's Life wrongs Heav'n and Her Lyc. Yet Sir be patient and your Errour know Pray Sir is not her Name Lycanza Quit. No. Lyc. Oh death I am mistaken in the Face Sir if my Penitence may obtain a Grace Pardon the Injury I never meant For ought I know I have abus'd a Saint And by delusion of my wandring sense Have cast a stain on Virgin Innocence Shame from your sight does the Offender take To blush in private for th' unkind mistake Exit Quit. Death on my blasted hopes too late I find This seeming Innocent Errour was design'd My Love 's suspected and this cursed spy Has work't me to a full discovery My fury in her Cause all doubt removes To right her Honour I 've betray'd our Loves He wrought so subtly on my tenderest part I grew too fierce for Love to think of Art Rage rais'd the Storm and by blind Passion tost I could not see the Rock tâ—ll I was lost This News â—to th' King and Princess Ears is gone I dread that Vengeance which I 'le strive to shun But to the Camp I must with speed repair And in disguise my Love shall meet me there Thus Arm'd I 'le both our sinking Fortunes prop And stem the Impetuous Tide I cannot stop Exit Re-enter Lycungus Lyc. Thâ—Embraces were too close and I 've made bold Kind Am'rous Lover to cut-off your hold Thy Mistress is secure I took a silent and the safest way T' have rous'd the Lyon were to have lost the prey All goes as I could wish This Prize shall strait To'th'Princess I 'le incense her to that height Her slighâ—ed smiles shall into Vengeance turn What kindness cannot warm distain shall burn But if she prove too tardy in her hate If one impression cannot seal the Fate The King shall hear the story of thy Pride With some enlargement of my own beside As though Alcinda be not Born t' a Crown He 'le use his Sword to seat her in a Throne What though 't is false 't is enough it bears My sence States men are Kings Interpreters All that approaches to a Monarchs fear Carrys no sence but what we let it bear And when we rise Truths must be Strangers there His Army must be mine t' adorn my head Thy Love Life Pow'r all at one stroak falls dead Then if my Sword grow wanton in my hand I shall but over-doe a Kings Command Exit The Third ACT. Scene the First After a sound of Trumpets Enter Theinmingus Zungteus Palexus and Tartars with drawn Swords as from Battel Theinmingus IN this days Action we have Glory bought Now the Chineses have been kind and fought Zung. That brave Young Man the late Ambassadour Who in defiance of your threatning Pow'r Did to your Face the Câ—inan War proclaim His Hand makes work for Graves his Praise for Fame Renown in all the Miracles of this Great day is dumb to any Name but His. He and his small Brigade so fierce engage They 've in one day made Story for an Age. Breaking our Ranks he Fate distributes round Wounds on each stroak attend Death on each Wound He Kills with such a gay undaunted Port Fighting seems not his business but his Sport His Looks and Actions speak indifferent styles Rage frowns in others Brows in his it smiles That makes him in this more than humane Task Seem both to act a Slaughter and a Mask Thein Praising a Foe in such a stile as this You prove your glory in describing his Heroe's from Heroe's tongues no Fame e're lost They give praise frankest who deserve it most Zung. Sir I remember this brisk Youth when he His charge to you deliver'd challeng'd me And I by th' Envy of his actions brought Through the whole Battel have the Champion sought But I observe and wonder for what cause He from that place where-e're I come with-draws Yet still to shew he makes a brave Retreat When almost within reach of Swords we meet Lays Crouds of slaughter'd Souldiers at my feet As if he meant By his own Trophies t' have my Chase with-held And bar'd our meeting by the heaps he kill'd Thein Charge him once more and your first Chase renew And try If above man he be immortal too Zung. Now if Fate favours me His Sword I 'le try Yet one thing startles me I know not why When e're I meet him Arm'd with all the fire That Envy can a Souldiers breast inspire His looks disarm me and my Rage divert I 've a desire to vanquish but not hurt Sure some Divinity restrains my will He 's th' only man I 'de Conquer but not Kill Exeunt After several Excursions and continued sounds of Trumpets Enter Amavanga Vangona and Women in Mens habit Am. Fate kind Companions of our glorious Toyls On our great Cause and greater Conduct smiles In this day's Action we have Honour won And though our Sex wears Clouds our Fame wears none Fame th' airy Magick of the great whose breath Does make our Names like Ghosts walk after death Which to great spirits does this Faith convey To live to morrow is to dye to day Enter Lycungus Lyc. Sir my great Masters Will I here proclaim Who wishes you Immortal as your Fame The King by his Imperial Charge concern'd At what he from this Bloody day has learn'd To the proud Tartar has a Herauld sent The Fate of lingring Sieges to prevent T' accept a Duel and their great debate End by a single hand to finish what The tardy Chance of War but longer draws War the Tribunal of a Monarchs Cause Where Might speaks Reason and where force pleads Law Where often Suits so slow t' a period draw E're the Cause ends the Pleaders meet their Fates And the Dispute out-lives the Advocates The Tartar his Proposals does accept And since Fame has on you such Honours heap'd Our Gracious King excited by the Charm Of what Success waits on your Conqu'ring Arm. On your brave hand confers this high Renown To win a Lawrel where it saves a Crown Am. Oh my kind Stars go let your haâ—t take wings And bear my Thanks back to the best of Kings My Lawrels blossom on my Brows But stay With my most humble thanks my Pride convey Tell him a greater and more glorious task He could not grant nor my Ambition ask Lyc. Quitazo his great General implor'd This favour from his hand t' accept a Sword But his intreaties did succesless prove Urg'd by the fondness of the Princess Love Who would not trust her dear Quitazo's Fate To the bold chance of such a strict debate Which glorious Charge your Vallours juster due His Suit rejected he assigns to you Exit Am. His thronging favours too Excessive grow Fate never was a Prodigal till now After Shouts heard from a distance Enter a Messenger Mess. Fortune still lays new Honour at your Feet You shall a Noble Adversary meet The Tartars in these Shouts speak their applause Proud that their Prince Zungteus weds their Cause Link't to his
And that his Arm Lycungus may defeat That he may safely Rise into my Seat T' assist him I 'le Conjure the Higher Pow'rs And choose the Gods for my Executors To see the true Performance of my Will And by his Arm my Just Revenge fulfill Leg. Nobly Reâ—olv'd A Monarch should bestow His Empire rather on a Forreign Foe Than on a Traytor Treason has more Guilt Than aâ—l the Blood that 's by Invasion spilt Usurpers basely do a Throne Assail Invaders win the Crowns Usurpers steal King This as my Last Memorial I will leave Which th' abus'd World may fully undeceive They all fall on their Swords And shew on what just score these Strokes are given Which thus convey our Enlarg'd Souls to Heaven Which of the Gods soe'r thou art whose Ears Devoted are to Dying Monarch's Prayers Grant in my Second Reign I may Enjoy Such secure Peace as Treason can't destroy And to my Soul such Entertainment shew As may express what I have been below Dy Omâ—es Enter Lycungus attended Lyc. By a Voluntary Death my Arm Repell'd I but pronounc'd the Doom and my Breath Kill'd See there the Trophies of a Mighty Name My Lightning blasted ere my Thunder came What 's here his Last Memorial writ in Blood His Empire on the Tartar King bestow'd Flings down the Paper A Prety Legacy King now you are gone to Heaven were I as you I 'd be bequeathing Constellations too No King they who of Crowns Possession give To seal those Deeds must ask their Tenants leave Atten. But in their Death 's their Courage they declare Lyc. So are all Cowards Valiant in Despair No China's Crown has 'till my Reign been worn By Lazy Kings with Female Spirits born Guarded by Eunuch's bred in Palaces Nurtur'd in Lusts the Progeny of Peace But now 's the time Fate grants the High Command Of this Great Empire to a Martial Hand And to confirm my Interest with Heaven The Gods to my Just Cause success have given Th' Old Tartar's Dead and the Proud Boy shall see The Father's Fate is the Son's Destiny Enter Three Soldiers forcing in the Chief Villain Lycungus his Confident 1 Sold. Sir I have seiz'd this Vâ—llain From his Hand Releas'd Quitazo has his Freedom gain'd And for Protection to the Tartar fled Resolves to lead their Army gainst your Head Vil. All that this Fool would say's I 've took Bribes twice He bought his Life and he out-bid your price For Gold 't was I betray'd him and for Gold I have Releas'd him Lyc. Is the Slave so bold To Triumph in that Crime his Life must cost Vil. I scorn my Life because I know 't is lost Lyc. Kill him Vil. Death I expect and 't is my due Were your Case mine I so betray'd by you I 'd cut your Throat for half so much I know No Fault but wanting Wit t' avoid the blow Lyc. Hence with him and let out his forfeit Blood Vil. This comes of Villains when they 'l needs be good Quitazo's Rescue was the first good Deed I e'r Committed and Fate has Decreed It should be th'last Curse on my Vertue Well Could I my doom this fatal hour Repel I 'd take more care and th' angry Fates defy For ere being dam'n'd again by Honesty Exit guarded Enter a Messenger Mess. A party of some desperate Tartars led By Prince Quitazo fighting in their Head Advance this way Lyc. Let him come on Those Empires happy are Whose Monarchs dare defend the Crowns they wear After a sound of Trumpets Enter Quitazo and Tartars Quit. Now Monster to your Tortur'd Soul recall Thy proud Ambition and this Empires fall And with these Thoughts to thy remembrance bring My Ravish'd Mistress and thy Murder'd King Spight of thy Treasons heaven ha's had this care To save me for thy Executioner Thou from my hand shalt thus much honour'd be Both to be Kill'd and to be Damn'd by me Lyc. You by your Punishment shall understand Kings are not Conquer'd by so mean a hand They fight with Quitazo's Party after a hot dispute Quitazo is surounded and is taken prisoner Lyc. Pursue the fight Compleat my Victory Quitazo's Veins have Blood enough for me Now I 'le Requite your kindness as I ought See the Disguis'd Alcinda hither brought Quit. Though I am by your Numbers Over-borne Yet in your Chains your Pow'r and Pride I scorne Mean Coward I am by Treachery O'rethrown You gain'd your Conquest as you did your Crown Lyc. I never Sir receiv'd such Language yet But made that Breath his last that Utter'd it Quit. Rebel My Courage is not taught so ill But I dare dy as badly as you kill The only fault I in my death can find Is that my Shorten'd Arm leaves thee behind Lyc. Do not Repine at dying without me Enter Alcinda guarded See there You shall have better Company Quit. Alcinda Lyc. Yes this favour shall be given To introduce you wheâ— you dy to Heaven I 'le be so kind to let her Soul mount first With your drawn Swords let her Soft breast be pierc'd Then Quit. Savage Infidel can you believe That there are Gods and such a sentence give Lyc. I will find out a Nobler Death for thee Thou with thy Mistress Blood shalt poison'd be When you Alcinda's Sentence have dispatch'd Of her hot Blood let a â—ull draught be Catch'd Then let that Bloody drench mixt with the worst Of Poysons down this Traytor 's Throat be forc'd Then whil'st the Poyson 's Tortures do begin And on his burning Entralls feed within His flesh without from his rack'd body tear And every wound with burning Irons Sear Quit. Search all the Registers of Hell and find Ten thousand tortures more and Crueller And Let them all be for my Death design'â— Spare but her life and let my blood save heâ— Lyc. Fond fool to Save her life in vain you strive Your Treason Murders her Quit. Let her but Live I 'le call you kind I 'le call you any thing My Friend my Patron nay and more my King Lyc. No more she Dyes Quit. How can I expiate This Crime that with my own pull down thy fate Alc. No should you Dye without me you would force Cur long-united Souls to a divorse When you my Happâ—ness on Earth are gone â— would be a Pâ—nishment to Live alone Accept my Thanks great Sir that you 've Decreed Alcinda shall with her Quitazo Bleed Make haste then and be Courteous in the Deed. Since your Eyes only the rough wounds have seen Of fighting men in Wars and Battels slain My softer Veins may better please your Eye A Virgins Blood will be a Novelty Lic Make hast the Execution moves too slow Quit. May Heaven Revenge what I want Arms to do And when just Fate thy Murder shall decree May'st thou meet Executioners like Thee Lyc. Make hast shew your Allegeance by your Speed Quit. Must I then tamely see my Mâ—stris Bleed Gets loose from the Guards but is seiz'd again Enter a Messenger Mess.
And the subduing of a Princess heart If killing is such an Heroick part And so much worth from giving Deaths accrue Then Plagues and Famines have more worth than you Quit. Madam I must be gone A stay so long Does both your Greatness and your Beauty wrong Unworthily I have approacht too nâ—gh An excellence so sacred and so high A greater distance fits my humble state Th' unworthy should in outward Temples wait Whilst th'inner steps which to high Altaâ—s lead None but the Holy and inspir'd should tread Whilst meaner worths more awfully forbear In Reverence to th' Almighty presence there Exâ— Orund. If this be Love 't is brave must Victory And Glory be the steps t' ascend to me In such a Lover Oh how blest but hold A sudden check makes my faint Blood run cold T' his Mistress Armes a Vâ—ctor he returns Suppose he for some other Mistress burns Oh Jealousie my thoughts take hideous â—ormes I fear those Clouds he wore will end in stormes If all this Gallantry should prove but Art Oh the sad Ruines of a wounded heart But why should I suspect 't is all mistake But to shun dangers I 'le this refuge take Mine and my Fathers pow'r shall keep him here Till Law and Sacred Rites remove my fear Then when I 've made him and his Soul my own Have made him Lord of Me my Love and Crown I 'le fear no Rivals but securely trust My Eyes and Charms to keep him kind and just Devotion is by unbelief destroy'd None are Apostates who have Heav'n enjoy'd Enter Lycungus Yet I 'le remove all doubt Lycungus stay You have Convers't with Fame what does it say Of my Quitazo Lyc. What it says of things 'Twixt men and Gods what it should say of Kings Orund. But what do you think of him Lyc. As I ought All of him that can come in reach of thought But the vast Bliss which your high favours give None but the rich Possessor can conceive Orund. Hold you mistake the thing which I demand My pow'r and its effects I understand It is his native Virtues I enquire Not my own Creatures those which I inspire I have a trust which to your private care I would commit search out his Character Observe his Actions and his Looks survey And for my Thanks I will my Friendship pay Lyc. So paid my Loyalty you need not fear At half that price you 'd buy my life too dear Orund. This Curiosity's a Venial part Where I bestow an Empire and a Heart Lyc. Madam I 'le bring him drawn to 'th life I 'le use All aâ—ts and means that may his Soul disclose And the large Mirrour shall be clear and true I 'le be his Paâ—nter and Historian too Exit Orunda Why all this search It s depth I cannot sound Howe're I like the Structure though the ground I understand not The Employment's brave And Princess I am thy Obedient Slave My Services shall such Reward deserve That I 'le take care my labour shall not starve Allegiance can do much but Interest more States men serve Princes not as Slaves dig o're In Mines t'enâ—ich their Masters and themselves be Poor In toyle and sweat like them we spend our hours But search the Mine to make the Treasure ours Exit The Scene changes Enter Quitazo Quit. What haunting fury did my Life pursue That me to this accurs't Election drew Forc'd by that Law this Court has long obey'd When any of the Imperial Daughters Wedd The Chinan Custom does her choice design Out of the twelve next Princes of the Line And he whose Birth within that limit lyes Must break all past though ne're so sacred tyes Or that Imperial grace refus'd he dyes Laws Virtues Fetters a strict Tye which still Makes those good only who want pow'r for ill Actions which Honour prompts and Love fulfils Are humane deeds by passions fram'd and wills But they are Bruits whom only Love controles For there our senses act without our Souls She 's here now must I speak that which I know When it takes breath will give a mortal blow But to take off some horrour of the wound I will prepare her for the killing sound Enter Alcinda Alc. Return'd from Court kind Heaven his presence here Removes my dangers and dispels my fear My dearest Lord here take me in your Arms. They embrace Enter Lycungus Lycung So close a conference such melting eyes aside Pray Heav'n I guess but right Quit. Ha a Surprize what brings him here Alc. What unkind man is this Thus to intrude and interrupt my bliss Dear Sir I will retire till he is gone My eâ—ger joys admit no lookers on Exit Lyc. Well well my Lord you feel the growth of State All Eyes look smiling on your rising Fate The Cause that brought that Lady brings me too No doubt all Sexes are your Suppliants now Quit. What does he mean aside Lyc. Ha's She obtain'd a grant Quit. Of what Oh Torture aside Lyc. Nay I know you want No pow'r t' oblige and by the view I took I read Petitions in her very Look Assist me Wit aside Quit. Death how he startles me aside Lyc. If her request some Crown some Kingdom be Do not deny her think how large a pow'r Is seated in a Chinan Emperor So many Coronets wait on your Crown That petty Kingdoms are an easie Boon You from the Princess smiles more greatness have engrost Then any thing beneath a God can boast Quit. He has eased my staggering Soul of half its fear 'T is flattery not malice brings him here He saw her last kind Looks but thanks to his aside False light he read Petitions only in her eyes And 't is a happy Errour but to make All safe I will comply with the mistake You guest that Suppliant Ladys business right Her Father â—ell in the late Rebels Fight Great were her Countrys sufferings great were her own And to repair what Fire and Sword has done She humbly from my bounty does implore My Interest her greatness to restore Lyc. As I could wish aside I knew her Father well 'T was by a poyson'd Arrow that he fell And to pursue the Story did not that Afflicted Lady forc'd by her hard â—ate A Captive on the Conqueror's Triumphs wait Who by the Eyes of his fair Prey subd â—'d With Threats of Death his furious Love pursu'd Till the poor â—righted Lady lost the Field For her Lifes Ransom did her Honour yeeld But weakness did at last decide the strife And 't was a Sacrifice to save a Life Quit. Horrour and Death was ever sucâ— a Lye And not one Blush at the impiety She yeeld her Honour God's can you hear this But if your Thunder 's not awake mine is Draws For this loud Blasphemy thou dyest Lyc. Hold Sir Have I affronted you or injur'd her If she has lost her Honour where's th' Offence To tell you so Quit. Oh savage Impudence Thy deserv'd Sentence I too long deâ—er And thy one
Vangona who offers tâ— carry off Amavanga Zung. Hold your Rude Hands And take me with her Vang 'T was our Queen's Last Will Which you are bound by Promise to fulfill That if 't were by your Sword her Chance to fall My hand should give her private Funeral Zung. Spight of my Vow I 'le follow her for him Who commits Murder Perjury's no Crime Nor is this all I 'le do for when I have Attended my Dead Princess â—o her Grave By the same Inâ—trument her Death has giv'n I 'le send my Soul to wait on her to Heav'n But if the Stubborn God's refuse t' admit A Profane Murderer into Heav'n's blest Seat A Banish't Ghost I 'le wander through the Sky And Proclaim them worse Murderers than I. Unknown my Hand did this black Crime commit But they both knew and saw and suffer'd it I 'le follow her though all Enter a Tartar Tart. Zungteus Hold. Your Kindness by your Father is Control'd He for to Morrow's Fight do's now prepare Has call'd a Counsel and expects you there You straight to his Pavilion must retire Zung. My Duty do's against my Love conspire My Father is too Old to understand That Force which do's a Lover's thoughts command Fare-well brave Maid a Grave 's too narrow Room Oh that I thus might make my Arms thy Tomb Exit Vangona and her Attendants carrying out Amavanga She gone my Rage swells higher than before Now Love Commands and Duty Raigns no more Love Calls and Fathers now must wait I 'le be Both Priest and Offering great Saint to thee Offers to fall upon his Sword Palex. Reflect on your Great Deeds and as Great Birth And think how much it will Ecclipse your Worth When you give Fame or Envy leave to say That Grief a Womans Passion had the Pow'r To kill a General and a Conquerour Whil'st his Faint Soul shrunk to 'th lowest Ebb of Fear Chose Death to ease the Torment of a Tear Zung. You know 't is false and the World knows it too Fame to my Death will give a name more due A Just and Expiating Sacrifice When by my Hand my Mistress Murd'rer dyes Pal. T' excuse your Crime think how her Fall was wrought Her Death was her's and not Zungteus Fault You sought but Conquest of an unknown Foe But since she did your Love and Person know And with that Knowledge with Zungteus fought She for your Murder not your Conquest sought Death justly then her Malice doe's conclude As a Reward of her Ingratitude Zung. How impioâ—s man Gods do I live to find Worse Monsters than my self amongst Mankind Unknown I to her heart a passage found Thy proâ—ane Breath her Living Fame do's wound Draw then thy Traitor's Sword as I do mine Two greater Villainsâ—ne'r could Combat joyn Dear Amavanga now look down and see Me fall for Murder him for Blasphemy Palex. If any thing within my Heart you doubt Open my Veins kind Sir and let it out If ought you lâ—ke not lodge within this Brest Destroy the Seat that hâ—rbour's that ill Guest Zung. No you 've diâ—arm'd my Rage and now I find Your Love to me made you to her unkind But speak such words no more Oh! do not wound My â—rembling Sense with such another sound When next into your Bosome some Blest thought Has Amavanga's Glorious Image brought Think nothing of her but what 's great and good Think of her as my Queen that set in Blood Your Friend this Justice to her Fame implores Do not profane that Saint your Friend adores To so much Heav'n your pitty nor your praise Can never a too Glorious Altar raise No Language is too kind nor stile too high To speak the Fame of Beauties when they dy Enter Theinmingus Thein With Admiration I 've a Witness been Of your loud Passion for the Vanquisht Queen Astonish'd Fame speaks high Zung. To speak more high I lov'd that Queen and for her Love must dy Thein Traytor Is this a Language for my Son Wher 's all the martial Tartar's Greatnefs gone Such an Effeminate design will shame Thy sleeping Ancestors untainted Fame This Action thy more Masc'line mothers Ghost Will Blush at and disturb her Crumbling Dust. Zung. Oh my hard Fate is this a fathers Voice Thein Bid Crowns farewel Embrace thy humbler Choice Thy poor low spirited Design to Dy Kill'd by a Wound given by a Ladies Eye A Death worthy a Soldier Zung. Sir no more Can you place Crimes upon Devotions Score Am I the first Rais'd Altars to a Face And are none Lovers but the Vile and Base Think you Love's Power the Valiant cannot touch Thein The Great and Valiant feel 't but not too much None but a Fool a dang'rous Stranger takes And yields that Seat which his own Tyrant makes Zung. It is a lawful Power not Tyranny That Sentences a Criminal to Dy. T was I that Kil'd her Sir and is my Blood T' attone hers a Sacrifice too good Or is that Justice by your hand withstood Thein Thy Death with-held by me No 't is a Sin To have that base corrupted Blood kept in After the Merit of so mean a Thought Oblige the World and me and let it out And when t is mixt with dust may thy just Fame To thy lost Courage and thy slighted Name With Pain keep up thy Memory and say Thou couldst a Father and a King betray Desert a just Revenge and Royal Cause And break thy Duty Honour Natures Laws And from a Conqueror turn a Womans slave To sleep with a cold Mistress in a Grave Zung. Must all these stains be mine No Love retreat Duty and Honour now shall fill your Seat Love's Power grows weak in it s declining Cause From my bar'd Heart the Vanquish't Lord with-draws Now see your God-like Power a Fathers Right Try my new modell'd Soul shew me that â—light I dare not take that Path I dare not tread Dangers I will not meet and Glories lead Sound Loud your Trumpets Wave your Ensigns high Go on for my new Mistres Victory Ruine and Blood shall all soft thoughts remove I 'le be as great in Vengeance as in Love Exeunt SCENE the Second a GROVE Enter Orunda in Disguise Orun. By the assistance of this borrow'd shape I from the Court have made a safe Escape I hope Lycungus follows my Command And th' Ambuscade of Murd'rer's are at hand This is th' appointed Hour and this the Grove Alcinda once I bid thee Live and Love But now to meet him basely in Disguise To gain a Victory by a Surprize My Mercy has destroy'd and you shall Dy. And though I to so mean a Justice Fly That I to take thy Life thy Poisoner prove I Kill not halfe so poorly as you Love Enter Quitazo leading Alcinda in a Shepheardess's Habit. Oh this blest Minute they 're already here What Wings has Love when Love 's Reward is near Well are they come I will unseen retire And Laugh to see my subtle Train take Fire Retreats within