seems it strange The face of plenty should so swiftly change This City never felt a Siege before But from the Lake receiv'd its daily store Which now shut up and Millions crowded here Famine will soon in multitudes appear Mont. The more the number still the greater shame Alm. What if some one should seek immortal Fame By ending of the Siege at one brave blow Mont. That were too happy Alm. yet it may be so What if the Spanish General should be slain Guy Just Heaven I hope does other-ways ordain Aside Mont. If slain by Treason I lament his death Enter Orbellan and whispers his Sister Odm. Orbellan seems in hast and out of breath Mont. Orbellan welcome you are early hear A Bridegrooms hast does in your looks appear Almeria Aside to her Brother Alm. Betray'd no 't was thy Cowardise and Fear He had not ' scap'd with Life had I been there But since so ill you act a brave design Keep close your shame Fate make the next turn mine Enter Alibech Cydaria Alib. O Sir if ever pity touch'd your breast Let it be now to your own blood exprest In teares your beauteous Daughter drowns her sight Silent as dews that fall in dead of night Cyd. To your commands I strict obedience owe And my last Act of it I come to show I want the Heart to dye before your Eyes But Grief will finish that which Fear denies Alm. Your will should by your Fathers precept move Cyd. When he was young he taught me truth in Love Alm. He found more Love then he deserv'd 't is true And that it seems is lucky too to you Your Fathers Folly took a head-strong course But I 'le rule yours and teach you Love by force Enter Messenger Arm Arm O King the Enemy comes on A sharp assault already is begun Their Murdering Guns play fiercely on the Walls Odm. Now Rival let us run where Honour calls Guy I have discharg'd what gratitude did owe And the brave Spaniard is again my Foe Exeunt Odmar and Guyomar Mont. Our walls are high and multitudes defend Their vain attempt must in their ruine end The Nuptials with my presence shall be grac'd Alib. At least but stay 'till the assault be past Alm. Sister in vain you urge him to delay The King has promis'd and he shall obey Enter Second Messenger From several parts the Enemy's repel'd One only quarter to th' assault does yield Enter Third Messenger Some Foes are enter'd but they are so few They only Death not Victory pursue Orb. Hark hark they shout From Vertues rules I do too meanly swerve I by my Courage will your Love deserve Mont. Here in the heart of all the Town I 'le stay And timely succour where it wants convey A Noise within Enter Orbell Indians driven in Cortez after them and one or two Spaniards Cort. He 's found he 's found degenerate Coward stay Night sav'd thee once thou shalt not scape by day Kills Orbellan Orb. O I am Kill'd Dyes Enter Guyomar and Odmar Guy Yield Generous Stranger and preâ—â— Why chuse you death in this unequal He is beset Almeria And Alibech falls on Orbellans body Cort. What nobler Fate could any Lover meet I fall reveng'd and at my Mistress feet They fall on him and bear him down Guyomar takes his Sword Alib. He 's past recovery my Dear Brotherâ— Slain Fates head was in it and my care is vain Alm. In weak complaints you vainly wast your breath They are not Tears that can revenge his Death Dispatch the Villain strait Cort. The Villains Dead Alm. Give me a Sword and let me take his Head Mont. Though Madam for your Brothers loss I grieve Yet let me beg Alm. His Murderer may Live Cyd. 'T was his Misfortune and the Chance of War Cort. It was my purpose and I kill'd him fair How could you so unjust and cruel prove To call that Chance that was the act of Love Cyd. I call'd it any thing to save your Life Would he were living still and I his Wife That wish was once my greatest misery But 't is a greater to behold you dye Alm. Either command his Death upon the place Or never more behold Almeria's face Guy You by his Valour once from Death were freed Can you forget so Generous a deed To Montezuma Mont. How Gratitude and Love divide my breast Both ways alike my Soul is rob'd of rest But let him Dye can I his Sentence give Ungrateful must he Dye by whom I Live But can I then Almeria's Tears deny Should any Live whom she commands to Dye Guy Approach who dares he yielded on my word And as my Pris'ner I restore his Sword Gives his Sword His Life concerns the safety of the State And I 'le preserve it for a calm debate Mont. Dar'st thou Rebel false and degenerate Boy That being which I gave I thus destroy Offers to kill him Odmar steps between Odm. My Brothers blood I cannot see you spill Since he prevents you but from doing ill He is my Rival bâ—t his Death would be For him too glorious and too base for me Guy Thou shalt not Conquer in this noble strife Alas I meant not to defend my Life Strike Sir you never pierc'd a Breast more true 'T is the last Wound I e're can take for you You see I Live but to dispute your will Kill me and then you may my Pris'ner Kill Cort. You shall not Gen'rous Youths contend for me It is enough that I your Honour see But that your Duty may noble mishtake I will my self your Father's Captive make When he dares strike I am prepar'd to fall The Spaniards will revenge their General Gives his Sword to Montezuma Cyd. Ah you too hastily your Life resign You more would Love it if you valued mine Cort. Dispatch me quickly I my Death forgive I shall grow tender else and wish to Live Such an infectious Face her sorrow wears I can bear Death but not Cydaria's Tears Alm. Make haste make haste they merit Death all three They for Rebellion and for Murder he See fee my Brother's Ghost hangs hovering there O're his warm Blood that steems into the Air Revenge Revenge it cries Mont. And it shall have But two days respite for his Life I crave If in that space you not more gentle prove I 'le give a Fatal proof how well I Love 〈◊〉 when you Guyomar your Pris'ner take 〈◊〉 him in the Castle on the Lake 〈◊〉 that small time I shall the Conquest gain Of these few Sparks of Vertue that remain Then all who shall my head-long passion see Shall curse my Crimes and yet shall pity me Exeunt omnes ACT IV. SCENE A Prison Enter Almeria and an Indian they speak entring Ind. A Dangerous proof of my respect I show Alm. Fear not Prince Guyomar shall never know While he is absent let us not delay Remember 't is the King thou doest obey Ind. See where he sleeps Cortez appears Chain'd and laid asleep Alm. Without
Freedom Wealth Honour which we value most I wish they would our Lives a Period give They Live too long who Happiness out-live Spaniards are led out 1 Ind. See Sir how quickly your success is spread The King comes Marching in the Armies head Enter Montezuma Alibech Odmar Discontented Mont. Now all the gods reward and bless my Son Embracing Thou hast this day thy Fathers Youth out-done Alib. Just Heaven such Happiness upon him shower Till it confess it's will beyond it's power Guy The heavens are kind the gods propitious be I only doubt a Mortal Deity I neither Fought for Conquest nor for Fame Your Love alone can recompence my Flame Alib. I gave my Love to the most brave in War But that the King must Judge Mont. 'T is Guyomar Souldiers shout A Guyomar c. Mont. This day your Nuptials we will Celebrate But guard these haughty Captives till their Fate Odmar this night to keep them be your care To morrow for their Sacrifice prepare Alib. Blot not your Conquest with your Cruelty Mont. Fate says we are not safe unless they Dye The Spirit that fore-told this happy day Bid me use Caution and avoid delay Posterity be juster to my Fame Nor call it Murder when each private Man In his defence may justly do the same But private persons more then Monarchs can All weigh our Acts and what e're seems unjust Impute not to Necessity but Lust. Exeunt Montezuma Guyomar and Alibech Odm. Lost and undone he had my Fathers voice And Alibech seem'd pleas'd with her new choice Alas it was not new too late I see Since one she hated that it must be me I feel a strange Temptation in my will To do an action great at once and ill Vertue ill treated from my Soul is fled I by Revenge and Love am wholly led Yet Conscience would against my rage Rebel Conscience the foolish pride of doing wellâ— Sink Empire Father Perish Brother Fall Revenge does more then recompence you all Conduct the Pris'ners in Spaniards you see your own deplor'd Estate What dare you do to reconcile your Fate Enter Vasquez Pizarro Vasq. All that Despair with Courage joyn'd can do Odm. An easie way to Victory I 'le show When all are Buried in their Sleep or Joy I 'le give you Arms Burn Ravish and Destroy For my one share one Beauty I design Engage your Honours that she shall be mine Piz. I gladly Swear Vasq. And I but I request That in return one who has touch'd my breast Whose name I know not may be given to me Odm. Spaniard 't is just she 's yours who e're she be Vasq. The night comes on if Fortune bless the bold I shall possess the Beauty Piz. I the Gold Exeunt Omnes SCENE IV. A Prison Cortez discovered bound by one Foot Almeria talking wiâ—h him Alm. I come not now your constancy to prove You may believe me when I say I Love Cort. You have too well instructed me before In your intentions to believe you more Alm. I 'm justly plagu'd by this your unbelief And am my self the cause of my own grief But to beg Love I cannot stoop so low It is enough that you my passion know 'T is in your choice Love me or Love me not I have not yet my Brother's Death forgot Lays hold on the Dagger Cort. You Menace me and Court me in a breath Your Cupid looks as dreadfully as Death Alm. Your hopes without are vanish'd into smoak Your Captains taken and your Armies broke Cort. In vain you urge me with my miseries When Fortune falls high Courages can rise Now should I change my Love it would appear Not the effect of gratitude but fear Alm. I 'le to the King and make it my Request Or my Command that you may be releast And make you Judge when I have set you free Who best deserves your passion I or she Cort. You tempt my Faith so generous a way As without guilt might constancy betray But I 'm so far from meriting esteem That if I Judge I must my self Condemn Yet having given my worthless heart before What I must not possess I 'le still adore Take my devotion then this humbler way Devotion is the Love which Heaven we pay Kisses her hand Enter Cydaria Cyd. May I believe my Eyes what do I see Is this her Hate to him his Love to me 'T is in my Breast she sheaths her Dagger now False Man is this the Faith is this the Vow To him Cort. What words dear Saint are these I hear you use What Faith what Vows are these which you accuse Cyd. More cruel then the Tyger o're his spoyl And falser then the Weeping Crocodile Can you adde Vanity to Guilt and take A Pride to hear the Conquests which you make Go publish your Renown let it be said You have a Woman and that Lov'd betray'd Cort. With what injustice is my Faith accus'd Life Freedom Empire I at once refus'd And would again ten thousand times for you Alm. She 'l have too great content to find him true And therefore since his Love is not for me I 'le help to make my Rivals misery Aside Spaniard I never thought you false before To him Can you at once two Mistresses adore Keep the poor Soul no longer in suspence Your change is such as does not need defence Cort. Riddles like these I cannot understand Alm. Why should you blush she saw you kiss my hand Cyd. Fear not I will while your first Love 's deny'd Favour your shame and turn my Eyes aside My feeble hopes in her deserts are lost I neither can such power nor beauty boast I have no tye upon you to be true But that which loosned yours my Love to you Cort. Could you have heard my words Cyd. Alas what needs To hear your words when I beheld your deeds Cort. What shall I say the Fate of Love is such As still it sees too little or too much That act of mine which does your passion move Was but a mark of my Respect not Love Alm. Vex not your self excuses to prepare For one you love not is not worth your care Cort. Cruel Almeria take that life you gave Since you but worse destroy me while you save Cyd. No let me dye and I 'le my claim resign For while I live methinks you should be mine Cort. The Bloodiest Vengeance which she could pursue Would be a triffle to my loss of you Cyd. Your change was wise for had she been deny'd A swift Revenge had follow'd from her Pride You from my gentle Nature had no Fears All my Revenge is only in my Tears Cort. Can you imagine I so mean could prove To save my Life by changing of my Love Cyd. Since Death is that which Nat'rally we shun You did no more then I perhaps had done Cort. Make me not doubt Fair Soul your constancy You would have dy'd for Love and so would I. Alm. You may believe him you have seen it prov'd Cort. Can
proceed To such a Black and Execrable Deed. Odm. I only threatn'd you but could not prove So much a Fool to Murder what I Love But in his Death I some advantage see Worse then it is I 'm sure it cannot be If you consent you with that gentle Breath Preserve his Life I 'le not behold his Death Holds his Sword to his breast Alib. What shall I do Guy What are your thoughts at strife About a ransom to preserve my Life Though to save yours I did my Interest give Think not when you were his I meant to Live Alib. O let him be preserv'd by any way But name not the soul price that I must pay To Odmar Odm. You would and would not I 'le no longer stay Offers again to Kill him Alib. I yield I yield but yet e're I am ill An innocent desire I would fulfil With Guyomar I one Chast Kiss would leave The first and last he ever can receive Odm. Have what you ask that Minute you agree To my desires your Husband shall be free They unbind her she goes to her Husband Guy No Alibech we never must embrace He turns from her Your guilty kindness why do you mis-place 'T is meant to him he is your private Choice I was made yours but by the publick Voice And now you leave me with a poor pretence That your ill Act is for my life's defence Alib. Since there remains no other means to try Think I am false I cannot see you dye Guy To give for me both Life and Honour too Is more perhaps then I could give for you You have done much to cure my Jealousie But cannot perfect it unless both Dye For since both cannot Live who stays behind Must think the other fearful or unkind Alib. I never could propose that Death you chuse But am like you too jealous to refuse Embracing him Together dying we together show That both did pay that Faith that both did owe. Odm. It then remains I act my own design Have you your wills but I will first have mine Assist me Souldiers They go to bind her she cries out Enter Vasquez two Spaniards Vasq. Hold Odmar hold I come in happy time To hinder my Misfortune and your Crime Odm. You ill return the kindness I have shown Vasq. Indian I say desist Odm. Spaniard be gone Vasq. This Lady I did for my self design Dare you attempt her Honour who is mine Odm. Your'e much mistaken this is she whom I Did with my Father's loss and Countries buy She whom your promise did to me convey When all things else were made your common prey Vasq. That promise made excepted one for me One whom I still reserv'd and this is she Odm. This is not she you cannot be so base Vasq. I Love too deeply to mistake the Face The Vanquish'd must receive the Victors Laws Odm. If I am Vanquish'd I my self am Cause Vasq. Then thank your self for what you undergo Odm. Thus Lawless Might does Justice overthrow Vasq. Traytors like you should never Justice name Odm. You owe your Triumphs to that Traytors shame But to your General I 'le my right refer Vasq. He never will protect a Ravisher His Generous Heart will soon decide our strife He to your Brother will restore his Wife It rests we two our claim in Combattry And that with this fair prize the Victor flye Odm. Make haste I cannot suffer to be long perplext Conquest is my first wish and Death my next They Fight the Spaniards and Indians Fight Alib. The gods the Wicked by themselves o'rethrow All Fight against us now and for us too Vnbinds her Husband The two Spaniards and three Indians kill each other Vasquez Kills Odmar Guyomar runs to his Brothers Sword Vasq. Now you are mine my greatest Foe is slain To Alibech Guy A greater still to Vanquish does remain Vasq. Another yet The Wounds I make but sow new Enemies Which from their Blood like Earth-born-brethren rise Guy Spaniard take breath some respit I 'le afford My Cause is more advantage then your Sword Vasq. Thou art so brave could it with Honour be I 'd seek thy Friendship more then Victory Guy Friendship with him whose hand did Odmar kill Base as he was he was my Brother still And since his Blood has wash'd away his guilt Nature asks thine for that which thou hast spilt They Fight a little and breath Alibech takes up a Sword and comes on Alib. My weakness may help something in the strife Guy Kill not my Honour to preserve my Life Staying her Rather then by thy aid I 'le Conquest gain Without defence I poorly will be slain She goes back they Fight again Vasquez falls Guy Now Spaniard beg thy Life and thou shalt live Vasq. I scorn to ask thee what thou canst not give My breath goes out and I am now no more Yet her I Lov'd in Death I will adore Dyes Guy Come Alibech let us from hence remove This is a night of Horror not of Love From every part I hear a dreadful noyse The Vanquish'd Crying and the Victor's Joys I 'le to my Father's aid and Countries flye And succour both or in their Ruine Dye Exeunt SCENE II. A Prison Montezuma Indian High Priest bound Pizarro Spaniards with Swords drawn a Christian Priest Piz. Thou hast not yet discover'd all thy store Mont. I neither can nor will discover more The gods will Punish you if they be Just The gods will Plague your Sacrilegious Lust. Chr. Priest Mark how this impious Heathen justifies His own false gods and our true God denies How wickedly he has refus'd his wealth And hid his Gold from Christian hands by stealth Down with him Kill him merit Heaven thereby Ind. High Pr. Can Heaven be Author of such Cruelty Piz. Since neither threats nor kindness will prevail We must by other means your minds assail Fasten the Engines stretch 'um at their length And pull the streightned Cords with all your strength They fasten them to the rack and then pull them Mont. The gods who made me once a King shall know I still am worthy to continue so Though now the subject of your Tyranny I 'le Plague you worse then you can punish me Know I have Gold which you shall never find No Pains no Tortures shall unlock my Mind Chr. Pr. Pull harder yet he does not feel the rack Mont. Pull till my Veins break and my Sinews crack Ind. High Pr. When will you end your Barb'rous Cruelty I beg not to escape I beg to Dye Mont. Shame on thy Priest-hood that such pray'rs can bring Is it not brave to suffer with thy King When Monarchs suffer gods themselves bear part Then well may'st thou who but my Vassal art I charge thee dare not groan nor shew one sign Thou at thy Torments doest the least repine Ind. High P. You took an Oath when you receiv'd your Crown The Heavens should pour their usual Blessings down The Sun should shine the Earth it's fruits produce And
I not gain belief how I have Lov'd What can thy ends Inhumane Creature be Can he who kill'd thy Brother live for thee A noyse of Closhing of Swords Vasquez within Indians against him Vasq. Yield Slaves or dye our Swords shall force our way within Ind. We cannot though o'â—e-powr'd our trust betray within Cort. 'T is Vasquez voice he brings me Liberty Vasq. In spight of Fate I 'le set my General Free within Now Victory for us the Town 's our own Alm. All-hopes of safety and of love are gone As when some dreadful Thunder-clap is nigh The winged Fire shoots swiftly through the Skie Strikes and Consumes e're scarce it does appear And by the sudden ill prevents the fear Such is my state in this amazing wo It leaves no pow'r to think much less to do But shall my Rival Live shall she enjoy That Love in Peace I labour'd to destroy Aside Cort. Her looks grow black as a Tempestuous wind Some raging Thoughts are rowling in her mind Alm. Rival I must your jealous Thoughts remove You shall hereafter be at rest for Love Cyd. Now you are kind Alm. He whom you Love is true But he shall never be possest by you Draws her Dagger and runs towards her Cort. Hold hold ah Barbarous Woman flye oh flye Cyd. Ah pity pity is no succour nigh Cort. Run run behind me there you may be sure While I have Life I will your Life secure Cydaria gets behind him Alm. On him or thee light Vengeance any where She stabs and hurts him What have I done I see his blood appear Cyd. It Streams it streams from every Vital part Was there no way but this to find his Heart Alm. Ah! Cursed Woman what was my design At least this Weapon both our Blood shall joyn Goes to stab her self and being within his reach he snatches the Dagger Cort. Now neither Life nor Death are in your power Alm. Then sullenly I 'le wait my Fatal hour Enter Vasquez and Pizarro with drawn Swords Vasq. He Lives he Lives Cort. Unfetter me with speed Vasquez I see you troubled that I bleed But 't is not deep our Army I can head Vasq. You to a certain Victory are led Your Men all Arm'd stand silently within I with your Freedom did the work begin Piz. What Friends we have and how we came so strong We 'l softly tell you as we March along Cort. In this safe place let me secure your fear To Cydaria No Clashing Swords no Noyse can enter here Amidst our Arms as quiet you shall be As Halcyons Brooding on a Winter Sea Cyd. Leave me not here alone and full of fright Amidst the Terrors of a Dreadful night You judge alas my Courage by your own I never durst in Darkness be alone I beg I throw me humbly at your Feet Cort. You must not go where you may dangers meet Th' unruly Sword will no distinction make And Beauty will not there give Wounds but take Alm. Then stay and take me with you though to be A Slave to wait upon your Victory My Heart unmov'd can Noyse and Horrour bear Parting from you is all the Death I fear Cort. Almeria ' â—is enough I leave you free You neither must stay here nor go with me Alm. Then take my Life that will my rest restore 'T is all I ask for saving yours before Cort. That were a Barbarous return of Love Alm. Yet leaving it you more inhumane prove In both extreams I some relief should find Oh either hate me more or be more kind Cort. Life of my Soul do not my absence Mourn But chear thy Heart in hopes of my return To Cydaria Thy Noble Father's Life shall be my care And both thy Brothers I 'm oblig'd to spare Cyd. Fâ—te makes you Deaf while I in vain implore My Heart forebodes I ne'r shall see you more I have but one request when I am Dead Let not my Rival to your Love succeed Cort. Fate will be kinder then your Fears fore-tell Farewel my Dear Cyd. A long and last farewel So eager to imploy the cruel Sword Can you not one not one last look afford Cort. â— melt to Womanish Tears and if I stay I find my Love my Courage will betray Yoâ— Tower will keep you safe but be so kind To your own Life that none may entrance find Cyd. Then lead me there He leads her For this one Minute of your Company I go methinks with some content to Dye Exeunt Cortez Vasquez Pizarro Cydaria Alm. Farewel O too much Lov'd since Lov'd in vain Sola What Dismal Fortune does for me remain Night and Despair my Fatal Foot-steps guide That Chance may give the Death which he deny'd Exit Cortez Vasquez Pizarro and Spaniards return again Cort. All I hold dear I trust to your defence To Pizarro â—uard her and on your Life remove not hence Exeunt Cortez and Vasquez Piz. I 'le venture that The gods are good I 'le leave her to their care Steal from my Post and in the Plunder share Exit ACT V. SCENE I. The Chamber Royal an Indian Hamock discover'd in it Enter Odmar with souldiers Guyomar Alibech bound Odm. FAte is more just then you to my desert And in this Act you blame Heaven takes my part Guy Can there be Gods and no Revenge provide Odm. The gods are ever of the Conquering side She 's now my Queen the Spaniards have agreed I to my Fathers Empire shall succeed Alib. How much I Crowns contemn I let thee see Chusing the younger and refusing thee Guy Were she Ambitious she 'd disdain to own The Pageant Pomp of such a Servile Throne A Throne which thou by Parriâ—ide do'st gain And by mâ—st base submission must retain Alib. I Lâ—v'd thee not before but Odmar know That now I hate thee and despise thee too Odm. With too much Violence you Crimes pursue Which if I Acted 't was for Love of you This if it teach not Love may teach you Fear I brought not Sin so far to stop it here Death in a Lovers Mouth would sound but ill But know I either must enjoy or Kill Alib. Bestow base Man thy idle Threats elsewhere My Mothers Daughter knows not how to Fear Since Guyomar I must not be thy Bride Death shall enjoy what is to thee deny'd Odm. Then tâ—ke thy wish Guy Hold Odmar hold My right in Alibech I will resign Rather then see her Dye I 'le see her thine Alib. In vain thou would'st resign for I will be Even when thou leav'st me Constant still to thee That shall not save my Life wilt thou appear Fearful for her who for her self wants Fear Odm. Her Love to him shows me a surer way I by her Love her Vertue must betray Aside Since Alibech you are so true a Wife To her 'T is in your power to save your Husbands Life The gods by me your Love and Vertue try For both will suffer if you let him Dye Alib. I never can believe you will
him I love with him I hate Mont. What shall I do in this perplexing streight My tortur'd Limbs refuse to bear my weight Endeavouring to walk and not being able I cannot go to Death to set me free Death must be kind and come himself to me Alm. I 've thought upon 't I have Affairs below Alm. musing Which I must needs dispatch before I go Sir I have found a place where you may be To him Though not preserv'd yet like a King dye free The General left your Daughter in the Tower We may a while resist the Spaniards power If Guyomar prevail Mont. Haste then and call She 'l hear your Voice and answer from the Wall Alm. My voice she knows and fears but use your own And to gain entrance feign you are alone Almeria steps behind Mont. Cydaria Alm. Lowder Mont. Daughter Alm. Lowder yet Mont. Thou canst not sure thy Father's voice forget He knocks at the door at last Cydaria looks over the Zoty Cyd. Since my Love went I have been frighted so With Dismal Groans and Noyses from below I durst not send my Eyes abroad for fear Of seeing dangers which I yet but hear Mont. Cydaria Cyd. Sure 't is my Father calls Mont. Dear Child make haste All hope of succour but from thee is past As on the sand the frighted Traveller Sees the high Sea come rolling from a far The Land grow short he mends his weary pace While Death behind him covers all the place So I by swiâ—t mis-fortunes am 〈◊〉 Which on each othâ—◠〈◊〉 â—ike Waves renew'd Cyd. Are you alone Mont. I am Cyd. I 'le strait descend Heaven did you here for both our safeties send Cydaria descends and opens the door Almeria rushes betwixt with Montezuma Cyd. Almeria here then I am lost again Both thrust Alm. Yield to my strength you struggle but in vain Make haste and shut our Enemies appear Cortez and Spaniards appear at the other end Cyd. Then do you enter and let me stay here As she speaks Almeria oevr-powers her thrusts her in and shuts Cyd. Oh Heavens Cort. Sure I both heard her voice and saw her face She 's like a Vision vanish'd from the place Too late I find my absence was too long My hopes grow sickly and my fears grow strong He knocks a little then Montezuma Cydaria Almeria appear above Alm. Look up look up and see if you can know Those whom in vain you think to find below Cyd. Look up and see Cydaria's lost estate Mont. And cast one look on Montezuma's Fate Cort. Speak not such dismal words as wound my Ear Nor name Death to me when Cydaria's there Despair not Sir who knows but Conquering Spain May part of what you lost restore again Mont. No Spaniard know he who to Empire born Lives to be less deserves the Victors scorn Kings and their Crowns have but one Destiny Power is their Life when that expires they dye Cyd. What Dreadful Words are these Mont. Name Life no more 'T is now a Torture worse then all I bore I 'le not be brib'd to suffer Life but dye In spight of your mistaken Clemency I was your Slave and I was us'd like one The Shame continues when the Pain is gone But I 'm a King while this is in my Hand His Sword He wants no Subjects who can Death Command You should have ty'd him up t' have Conquer'd me But he 's still mine and thus he sets me free Stabs himself Cyd. Oh my dear Father Cort. Haste break ope the door The Souldiers break open the first door and gâ—â—in We shall have time enough to take our way ' Ere any can our Fatal Journey stay Mont. Already mine is past O powers divine Take my last thanks no longer I repine I might have liv'd my own mishaps to Mourn While some would Pity me but more would Scorn For Pity only on fresh Objects stays But with the tedious sight of Woes decays Still less and less my boyling Spirits flow And I grow stiff as cooling Mettals do Farewel Almeria Dyes Cyd. He 's gone he 's gone And leaves poor me defenceless here alone Alm. You shall not long be so prepare to Dye That you may bear your Father Company Cyd. Oh name not Death to me you fright me so That with the Fear I shall prevent the blow I know your Mercy 's more then to destroy A thing so young so Innocent as I. Cort. Whence can proceed thy cruel thirst of Blood Ah Barb'rous Woman Woman that 's too good Too mild for thee there 's pity in that name But thou hast lost thy pity with thy shame Alm. Your cruel words have pierc'd me to the Heart But on my Rival I 'le revenge my smart Cort. Oh stay your hand and to redeem my fault I 'le speak the Kindest words That Tongue e're utter'd or that Heart e're thought Dear Lovely Sweet Alm. These words offend me more You act your kindness on Cydaria's score Cyd. For his dear sake let me my Life receive Alm. Fool for his sake alone you must not Live Revenge is now my Joy he 's not for me And I 'le make sure he ne're shall be for thee Cyd. But what 's my Crime Alm. 'T is Loving where I Love Cyd. Your own example does my act approve Alm. 'T is such a Fault I never can forgive Cyd. How can I mend unless you let me live I yet am Teâ—der Young and full of Fear And dare not Dye but fain would tarry here Cort. If Blood you seek I will my own resign O 〈◊〉 her Life and in exchange take mine 〈◊〉 The Love you shew but hastes her Death the more Cort. I 'le run and help to force the inner door Is going in haste Alm. Stay Spaniard stay depart not from my Eyes That moment that I lose your sight she dyes To look on you I 'le grant a short Reprieve Cort. O make your gift more full and let her Live I dare not go and yet how daâ—e I stay Her I would save I murder either way Cyd. Can you be so hard-hearted to destroy My ripening hopes that are so neaâ— to joy I just approach to all I would possess Death only stands 'twixt me and happiness Alm. Your Father with his Life has lost his Throâ—e Your Countries Freedom and Renown is gone Honour requires your Death you must obey Cyd. Do you dye first and shew me then the way Alm. Should you not follow my Revenge were lost Cyd. Then rise again and Fright me with your Ghost Alm. I will not trust to that since Death I chuse I 'le not leave you that Life which I 〈◊〉 If Death 's a pain 't will not 〈…〉 me And if 't is nothing 't is no more to thee But hark the noyse increases from behind They 're near and may prevent what I design'd Take there 's a Rival's giâ—t Stabs her Cort. Perdition 〈◊〉 thee for so Black a Deed. Alm. Blame not an Act that did from Love proceed I
Imperial sway But think it sin if they themselves obey Vasq. It seems then our Religion you accuse And peaceful homage to our King refuse Mont. Your gods I slight not but will keep my own My Crown is absolute and holds of none I cannot in a base subjection live Nor suffer you to take though I would give Cort. Is this your answer Sir Mont. This as a Prince bound to my Peoples and my Crowns defence I must return but as a man by you Redeem'd from death all gratitude is due Cort. It was an act my Honour bound me to But what I did were I again to do I could not do it on my Honours score For Love would now oblige me to do more Is no way left that we may yet agree Must I have War yet have no Enemy Vasq. He has refus'd all terms of Peace to take Mont. Since we must fight hear Heavens what Prayers I make First to preserve this Antient State and me But if your doom the fall of both decree Grant only he who has such Honour shown When I am dust may fill my empty Throne Cort. To make me happier than that wish can do Lies not in all your gods to grant but you Let this fair Princess but one minute stay A look from her will your obligements pay Exeâ—uteunt Mont. Odm. Guy Orbel Alm. and Alib. Mont. to Cyd. Your duty in your quick return be shown Stay you and wait my Daughter to the Town To his Guards Cyd. is going but turns and looks back upon Cortez who is looking on her all this while Cyd. My Father 's gone and yet I cannot go Sure I have something lost or left behind Aside Cort. Like Travellers that wander in the Snow I on her beauty gaze till I am blind Aside Cyd. Thick breath quick pulse and heaving of my heart All signs of some unwonted change appear I find my self unwilling to depart And yet I know not why I would be here Stranger you raise such storms within my breast That when I go if I must go again I 'le tell my Father you have rob'd my rest And to him of your injuries complain Cort. Unknown I swear those wrongs were which I wrought But my complaints will much more just appear Who from another world my freedom brought And by your conquering Eyes have lost it here Cyd. Where is that other world from whence you came Cort. Beyond the Ocean far from hence it lies Cyd. Your other world I fear is then the same That souls must go to when the body dies But what 's the cause that keeps you here with me That I may know what keeps me here with you Cort. Mine is a love which must perpetual be If you can be so just as I am true Enter Orb. Orb. Your Father wonders much at your delay Cyd. So great a wonder for so small a stay Orb. He has commanded you with me to go Cyd. Has he not sent to bring the stranger too Orb. If he to morrow dares in fight appear His high plac'd Love perhaps may cost him dear Cort. Dares that word was never spoke to Spaniard yet But forfeited his Life that gave him it Hast quickly with thy pledge of safety hence Thy guilt 's protected by her innocence Cyd. Sure in some fatal hour my Love was born So soon o'rcast with absence in the morn Cort. Turn hence those pointed glories of your Eyes For if more charms beneath those Circles rise So weak my Vertue they so strong appear I shall turn ravisher to keep you here Exeunt Omnes ACT II. SCENE The Magitians Cave Enter Montezuma High Priest Mont. NOT that I fear the utmost Fate can do Come I th' event of doubtful War to know For Life and Death are things indifferent Each to be chose as either brings content My motive from a Nobler cause does spring Love rules my heart and is your Monarchs King I more desire to know Almeria's mind Then all that Heaven has for my state design'd High Pr. By powerful Charms which nothing can withstand I 'le force the Gods to tell what you demand Charm Thou Moon that aid'st us with thy Magick might And yea small Starrs the scattered seeds of light Dart your pale beams into this gloomy place That the sad powers of the Infernal race May read above what 's hid from Humane Eyes And in your walks see Empires fall and rise And ye Immortal Souls that once were Men And now resolv'd to Elements agen That wait for Mortal frames in depths below And did before what we are doom'd to do Once twice and thrice I wave my Sacred wand Ascend ascend ascend at my command An Earthy Spirit rises Spir. In vain O mortal men your Prayers implore The aid of powers below that want it more A God more strong who all the gods commands Drives us to exile from our Native Lands The Air swarms thick with wandring Deities Which drowsily like humming Beetles rise From our lov'd Earth where peacefully we slept And far from Heaven a long possession kept The frighted Satyrs that in Woods delight Now into Plains with prick'd up Ears take flight And scudding thence while they their horn-feet ply About their Syres the little Silvans cry A Nation loving Gold must rule this place Our Temples Ruine and our Rites Deface To them O King is thy lost Scepter given Now mourn thy fatal search for since wise Heaven More ill then good to Mortals does dispence It is not safe to have too quick a sense Descends Mont. Mourn they who think repining can remove The firm decrees of those that rule above The brave are safe within who still dare dye When e're I fall I 'le scorn my destiny Doom as they please my Empire not to stand I 'le grasp my Scepter with my dying hand High Pr. Those Earthy Spirits black and envious are I 'le call up other gods of form more fair Who Visions dress in pleasing Colours still Set all the good to show and hide the ill Kalib ascend my fair-spoke â—ervant rise And sooth my Heart with pleasing Prophecies Kalib ascends all in White in the shape of a Woman and Sings Kalib I look'd and saw within the Book of Fate Where many days did lower When lo one happy hour Leapt up and smil'd to save thy sinking State A day shall come when in thy power Thy cruel Foes shall be Then shall thy Land be free And thou in Peace shall Raign But take O take that opportunity Which once refus'd will never come again Descends Mont. I shall deserve my Fate if I refuse That happy hour which Heaven allots to use But of my Crown thou too much care do'st take That which I value more my Lov 's at stake High Pr. Arise ye subtle Spirits that can spy When Love is enter'd in a Females eye You that can read it in the midst of doubt And in the midst of frowns can find it out You that can search those many
corner'd minds Where Womans crooked fancie turns and winds You that can Love explore and truth impart Where both lye deepest hid in Womans heart Arise The Ghosts of Traxalla and Acacis arise they stand still and point at Montez High Pr. I did not for these Ghastly Visions send Their sudden coming does some ill portend Begon begon they will not dis-appear My Soul is seiz'd with an unusual fear Mont. Point on point on and see whom you can fright Shame and Confusion seize these shades of night Ye thin and empty forms am I your sport They smile If you were flesh You know you durst not use me in this sort The ghost of the Indian Queen rises betwixt the Ghosts with a Dagger into her Breast Mont. Ha! I feel my Hair grow stiff my Eye-balls rowl This is the only form could shake my Soul Ghost The hopes of thy succesless Love resign Know Montezuma thou art only mine For those that here on Earth their passion show By death for Love receive their right below Why doest thou then delay my longing Arms Have Cares and Age and Mortal life such Charms The Moon grows sickly at the sight of day And early Cocks have summon'd me away Yet I 'le appoint a meeting place below For there fierce winds o're dusky Vallies blow Whos 's every puff bears empty shades away Which guidless in those dark Dominions stray Just at the entrance of the Fields below Thou shalt behold a tall black Poplar grow Safe in its hollow trunk I will attend And seize thy Spirit when thou doest descend Descends Mont. I 'le seize thee there thou Messenger of Fate Would my short Life had yet a shorter date I 'm weary of this flesh which holds us here And dastards manly Souls with hope and fear These heats and colds still in our breasts make War Agues and Feavers all our passions are Exeunt SCENE II. Cydaria Alibech Betwixt the two Armies Alib. Blessings will Crown your Name if you prevent That Blood which in this Battel will be spent Nor need you fear so just a fute to move Which both becomes your duty and your Love Cyd. But think you he will come their Camp is near And he already knows I wait him here Alib. You are too young your power to understand Lovers take wing upon the least command Already he is here Enter Cort. and Vasq. to them Cort. Methinks like two black storms on either hand Our Spanish Army and your Indians stand This only space betwixt the Clouds is clear Where you like day broke loose from both appear Cyd. Those closing Skies might still continue bright But who can help it if you 'l make it night The Gods have given you power of Life and Death Like them to save or scatter with a breath Cort. That power they to your Father did dispose 'T was in his choice to make us Friends or Foes Alib. Injurious strength would rapine still excuâ—e By off'ring terms the weaker must refuse And such as these your hard conditions are You threaten Peace and you invite a War Cort. If for my self to Conquer here I came You might perhaps my actions justly blame Now I am sent and am not to dispute My Princes orders but to execute Alib. He who his Prince so blindly does obey To keep his Faith his Vertue throws away Cort. Monarchs may err but should each private breast Judge their ill Acts they would dispute their best Cyd. Then all your care is for your Prince I see Your truth to him out-weighs your love to me You may so cruel to deny me prove But never after that pretend to Love Cort. Command my Life and I will soon obey To save my Honour I my Blood will pay Cyd. What is this Honour that does Love controul Cort. A raging fit of Vertue in the Soul A painful burden which great minds must bear Obtain'd with danger and possest with fear Cyd. Lay down that burden if it painful grow You 'l find without it Love will lighter go Cort. Honour once lost is never to be found Alib. Perhaps he looks to have both passions Crown'd First dye his Honour in a Purple Flood Then Court the Daughter in the Father's Blood Cort. The edge of War I 'le from the Battel take And spare her Father's Subjects for her sake Cyd. I cannot Love you less when I 'm refus'd But I can dye to be unkindly us'd Where shall a Maids distracted heart find rest If she can miss it in her Lovers breast Cort. I till to morrow will the fight delay Remember you have conquer'd me to day Alib. This grant destroys all you have urg'd before Honour could not give this or can give more Our Women in the foremost ranks appear March to the Fight and meet your Mistress there Into the thickest Squadrons she must run Kill her and see what Honour will be won Cyd. I must be in the Battel but I 'le go With empty Quiver and unbended Bow Not draw an Arrow in this fatal strife For fear its point should reach your Noble life Cort. No more your kindness wounds me to the death Honour be gone what art thou but a breath I 'le live proud of my infamy and shame Grac'd with no Triumph but a Lovers name Men can but say Love did his reason blind And Love 's the noblest frailty of the mind Draw off my Men the War 's already done Piz. Your orders come too late the Fight 's begun The Enemy gives on with fury led And fierce Orbellan combats in their head Cort. He justly fears a Peace with me would prove Of ill concernment to his haughty Love Retire fair Excellence I 'le go to meet New Honour but to lay it at your feet Exeunt Cort. Vasq. Piz. Enter Odm. and Guy to Alib. and Cyd. Odm. Now Madam since a danger does appear Worthy my Courage though below my Fear Give leave to him who may in Battel dye Before his Death to ask his destiny Guy He cannot Dye whom you command to Live Before the Fight you can the Conquest give Speak where you 'l place it Alib. Briefly then to both One I in secret Love the other Loath But where I hate my hate I will not show And he I Love my Love shall never know True worth shall gain me that it may be â—ed Desert not fancy once a Woman led He that in fight his courage shall oppose With most success against his Countries Foes From me shall all that recompence receive that Valour Merits or that Love can give 'T is true my hopes and fears are all for one But hopes and fears are to my self alone Let him not shun the danger of the strife I but his Love his Country claims his Life Odm. All obstacles my Courage shall remove Guy Fall on fall on Odm. For Liberty Guy For Love Exeunt the Women follewing SCENE Changes to the Indian Country Enter Mont. attended by his Indians Mont. Charge charge their ground the faint Taxallans
yield Bold in close Ambush base in open Field The envious Devil did my Fortune wrong Thus Fought thus Conquer'd I when I was young Exit Alarm Enter Cort. Bloudy Cort. Furies pursue these false Taxallans Flight Dare they be Friends to us and dare not Fight What Friends can Cowards be what hopes appear Of help from such that where they hate show fear Enter Piz. Vasquez Piz. The Field grows thin and those that now remain Appear but like the shadows of the Slain Vasq. The fierce old King is vanish'd from the place And in a cloud of dust pursues the Chase. Cort. Their eager Chase disorder'd does appear Command our Horse to charge them in the rear To Piz. You to our old Castillian Foot retire To Vasq. Who yet stand firm and at their backs give Fire Exeunt severally Enter Odm. and Guy meeting each other Odm. Where hast thou been since first the Fight began Thou less then Woman in the shape of Man Guy Where I have done what may thy Envy move Things worthy of my Birth and of my Love Odm. Two bold Taxallans with one Dart I slew And left it sticking ere my Sword I drew Guy I sought not Honour on so base a Train Such Cowards by our Women may be Slain I fell'd along a Man of Bearded face His Limbs all cover'd with a Shining case So wondrous hard and so secure of wound It made my Sword though edg'd with Flint rebound Odm. I kill'd a double Man the one half lay Upon the ground the other ran away Guns go off within Enter Mont. out of breath with him Alib. and an Indian Mont. All 's lost Our Foes with Lightning and with Thunder Fight My Men in vain shun death by shameful Flight For death's Invisible come wing'd with Fire They hear a dreadful noise and straight expire Take gods that Soul ye did in spight create And made it great to be unfortunate Ill Fate for me unjustly you provide Great Souls are Sparks of your own Heavenly Pride That lust of power we from your god-heads have You 'r bound to please those Appetites you gave Enter Vasq. and Piz. with Spaniards Vasq. Pizarro I have hunted hard to day Into our toyls the noblest of the prey Seize on the King and him your Prisoner make While I in kind revenge my taker take Piz. with two goes to Attaque the King Vasq. with another to seize Alib. Guy Their danger is alike whom shall I free Odm. I 'le follow Love Guy I 'le follow Piety Odm. retreats from Vasq. with Alib off the stage Guy Fights for his Father Guy Fly Sir while I give back that life you gave Mine is well lost if I your life can save Mont. Fights off Guy making his retreat stays Guy 'T is more than Man can do to scape them all Stay let me see where noblest I may fall He runs at Vasq. is seized behind and taken Vasq. Conduct him off And give command he strictly guarded be Guy In vain are guards Death sets the Valiant free Exit Guy with Guards Vasq. A Glorious day and bravely was it Fought Great fame our General in great dangers sought From his strong Arm I saw his Rival run And in a crowd th' unequal Combat shun Enter Cortez leading Cidaria who seems crying and begging of him Cort. Mans force is fruitless and your gods would fail To save the City but your Tears prevail I 'le of my Fortune no advantage make Those Terms they had once given they still may take Cyd. Heaven has of right all Victory design'd Where boundless power dwells in a will confin'd Your Spanish Honour does the World excel Cort. Our greatest Honour is in loving well Cyd. Strange ways you practice there to win a Heart Here Love is Nature but with you 't is Art Cort. Love is with us as Natural as here But fetter'd up with customs more severe In tedious Courtship we declaâ—e our pâ—iâ— And ere we kindness find first meet disdain Cyd. If Women Love they needless pains endure Their Pride and Folly but delay their Cure Cort. What you mis-call their Folly is their care They know how fickle common Lovers are Their Oaths and Vows are cautiously believ'd For few there are but have been once deceiv'd Cyd. But if they are not trusted when they vow What other marks of passion can they show Cort. With Feasts and Musick all that brings delight Men treat their Ears their Pallats and their Sight Cyd. Your Gallants sure have little Eloquence Failing to move the Soul they Court the Sence With Pomps and Trains and in a crowd they Woe When true Felicity is but in two But can such Toys your Womens passion move This is but noise and tumult 't is not Love Cort. I have no reason Madam to excuse Those ways of Gallanâ—ry I did not use My Love was true and on a Nobler score Cyd. Your Love Alas then have you Lov'd before Cort. 'T is true I Lov'd but she is Dead she 's Dead And I should think with her all Beauty Fled Did not her fair resemblance live in you And by that Image my first Flames renew Cyd. Ah happy Beauty whosoe're thou art Though dead thou keep'st possession of his Heart Thou mak'st me jealous to the last degree And art my Rival in his Memory Within his Memory ah more then so Thou Liv'st and Triumph'st ore Cydaria too Cort. What strange disquiet has uncalm'd your breast Inhumane fair to rob the dead of rest Poor Heart She slumbers deep deep in her silent Tomb Let her possess in Peace that narrow Room Cyd. Poor-heart he pities and bewails her death Some god much hated soul restore thy breath That I may kill thee but some ease 't will be I 'le kill my self for but resembling thee Cort. I dread your anger your disquiet fear But blows from hands so soft who would not bear So kind a passion why should I remove Since jealousie but shows how well we Love Yet jealousie so strange I never knew Can she who Loves not me disquiet you For in the Grave no Passions fill the Breast 'T is all we gain by Death to be at rest Cyd. That she no longer Loves brings no relief Your Love to her still lives and that 's my grief Cort. The object of desire once tane away 'T is then not Love but pitty that we pay Cyd. 'T is such a pitty I should never have When I must lye forgotten in the Grave I meant to have oblig'd you when I dy'd That after me you should Love none beside But you are false already Cort. If untrue By Heaven my falshood is to her not you Cyd. Observe sweet Heaven how falsly he does Swear You said you Lov'd me for resembling her Cort. That Love was in me by resemblance bred But shows you chear'd my sorrows for the Dead Cyd. You still repeat the greatness of your grief Cort. If that was great how great was the relief Cyd. The first Love still the strongest
nought be wanting to your Subjects use Yet we with Famine were opprest and now Must to the yoke of Cruel Masters bow Mont. If those above who made the World could be Forgetful of it why then blam'st thou me Chr. Pr. Those Pains O Prince thou sufferest now are light Compar'd to those which when thy Soul takes flight Immortal endless thou must then endure Which Death begins and Time can never cure Mont. Thou art deceiv'd for whensoe're I Dye The Sun my Father bears my Soul on high He lets me down a Beam and mounted there He draws it back and pulls me through the Air I in the Eastern parts and rising Sky You in Heaven's downfal and the West must lye Chr. Pr. Fond man by Heathen Ignorance misâ—ed Thy Soul destroying when thy Body's Dead Change yet thy Faith and buy Eternal rest Ind. High Pr. Dye in your own for our Belief is best Mont. In seeking happiness you both agree But in the search the paths so different be That all Religions with each other Fight While only one can lead us in the Right But till that one hath some more certain mark Poor humane kind must wander in the dark And suffer pains eternally below For that which here we cannot come to know Chr. Pr. That which we worship and which you believe From Natures common hand we both receive All under various names Adore and Love One power Immense which ever rules above Vice to abhor and Virtue to pursue Is both believ'd and taught by us and you But here our Worship takes another way Mont. Where both agree 't is there most safe to stay For what 's more vain then Publick Light to shun And set up Tapers while we see the Sun Chr. Pr. Though Nature teaches whom we should Adore By Heavenly Beams we still discover more Mont. Or this must be enough or to Mankind One equal way to Bliss is not design'd For though some more may know and some know less Yet all must know enough for happiness Chr. Pr. If in this middle way you still pretend To stay your Journey never will have end Mont. Howe're 't was better in the midst to stay Then wander farther in uncertain way Chr. Pr. But we by Martyrdom our Faith avow Mont. You do not more then I for ours do now To prove Religion true If either Wit or Suff'rings would suffice All Faiths afford the Constant and the Wise And yet ev'n they by Education sway'd In Age defend what Infancy obey'd Chr. Pr. Since Age by erring â—hild-hood is misled Refer your self to our Un-erring Head Mont. Man and not erre what reason can you give Chr. Pr. Renounce that carnal reason and believe Mont. The Light of Nature should I thus betray 'T were to wink hard that I might see the day Chr. Pr. Condemn not yet the way you do not know I 'le make your reason judge what way to go Mont. 'T is much too late for me new ways to take Who have but one short step of life to make Piz. Increase their Pains the Cords are yet too slack Chr. Pr. I must by force convert him on the Rack Ind. High Pr. I faint away and find I can no more Give leave O King I may reveal thy store And free my self from pains I cannot bear Mont. Think'st thou I lye on Beds of Roses here Or in a Wanton Bath stretch'd at my ease Dye Slave and with thee dye such thoughts as these High Priest turns aside and dyes Enter Cortez attended by Spaniards he speaks entring Cort. On pain of death kill none but those that fight I much repent me of this bloody night Slaughter grows murder when it goes too far And makes a Massacre what was a War Sheath all your weapons and in silence move 'T is sacred here to Beauty and to Love Ha Sees Moâ—tezuma Cort. What dismal sight is this which takes from me All the delight that waits on Victory Runs to take him off the Rack Make haste how now Religion do you Frown Haste holy Avarice and help him down Ah Father Father what do I endure Embracing Montezuma To see these Wounds my pity cannot Cure Mont. Am I so low that you should pity bring And give an Infants Comfort to a King Ask these if I have once unmanly groan'd Or ought have done deserving to be moan'd Cort. Did I not charge thou should'st not stir from hence To Pizarro But Martial Law shall punish thy offence And you To the Chr. Priest Who sawcily teach Monarchs to obey And the wide World in narrow Cloysters sway Set up by Kings as humble aids of power You that which bred you Viper-like devour You Enemies of Crowns Chr. Pr. Come let 's away We but provoke his fury by our stay Cort. If this go free farewel that discipline Which did in Spanish Camps severely shine Accursed Gold 't is thou hast caus'd these crimes Thou turn'st our Steel against thy Parent Climes And into Spain wilt fatally be brought Since with the price of Blood thou here art bought Exeunt Priest and Pizarro Cortez kneels by Montezuma and weeps Cort. Can you forget those Crimes they did commit Mont. I 'le do what for my dignity it fit Rise Sir I 'm satisfi'd the fault was theiâ—s Trust me you make me weep to see your Tears Must I chear you Cort. Ah Heavens Mont. You 're much to blame Your grief is cruel for it shews my shame Does my lost Crown to my remembrance bring But weep not you and I 'le be still a King You have forgot that I your Death design'd To satisfie the Proud Almeria's mind You who preserv'd my Life I doom'd to Dye Cort. Your Love did that and not your Cruelty Enter a Spaniard Span. Prince Guyomar the Combat still maintains Ouâ— Men retreat and he their ground regains But once incourag'd by our Generals sight We boldly should renew the doubtful Fight Cort. Remove not hence you shall not long attend To Montezuma I 'le aid my Souldiers yet preserve my Friend Mont. Excellent Man Exit Cortez c. But I by living poorly take the way To injure Goodness which I cannot pay Enter Almeria Alm. Ruine and Death run Arm'd through every Street And yet that Fate I seek I cannot meet What guards Misfortunes are Such is th' infectious strength of Misery Death that strikes all yet seems afraid of me Mont. Almeria's here oh turn away your Face Must you be witness too of my disgrace Alm. I am not that Almeria whom you knew But want that pity I deny'd to you Your Conquerour alas has Vanquish'd me But he refuses his own Victory While all are Captives in your Conquer'd State I find a wretched freedom in his hate Mont. Could'st thou thy Love on one that scorn'd thee lose He saw not with my Eyes who could refuse Him that could prove so much unkind to thee I ne're will suffer to be kind to me Alm. I am content in Death to share your Fate And dye for
'le thus Revenge thee with this Fatal blow Stabs her self Stand fair and let my Heart-blood on the flow Cyd. Stay Life and keep me in the chearful Light Death is too Black and dwells in too much Night Thou leav'st me Life but Love supplies thy part And keeps me warm by lingâ—ing in my Heart Yet dying for him I thy claim remove How dear it costs to Conquer in my Love Now strike that thought I hope will arm my Breast Alm. Ah with what differing passions am I prest Cyd. Death when far off did terrible appear But looks less dreadful as he comes more near Alm. O Rival I have lost the power to kill Strength 〈◊〉 forsook my Arm and Rage my will I must surmount that Love which thou hast shown Dying for him is due to me alone Thy weakness shall not boast the Victory Now thou shalt live and dead I 'le Conquer thee Souldiers assist me down Exeunt from above lâ—d by Souldiers and enter both led by Cortez Cort. Is there no dangâ—r then To Cydaria Cyd. You need not fear My Wound I cannot dye when you are neâ—r Cort. You for my sake Life to Cydaria give To Almeria And I could dye for you if you might Live Alm. Enough I dye content now you are kind Kill'd in my Limbs reviving in my Mind Come near Cydaria and forgive my Crime Cydaria starts back You need not fear my rage a second time I 'le bathe your Wounds in Tears for my Offence That Hand which made it makes this Recompence Ready to join their hands I would have joyn'd you but my Heart 's too high You will too soon possess him when I dye Cort. She Faints O softly set her down Alm. 'T is past In thy Lov'd Bosom let me breathe my last Here in this one short Moment that I Live I have what e're the longest Life could give Dyes Cort. Farewel thou Generous Maid ev'n Victory Glad as it is must lend some Tears to thee Many I dare not shed lest you believe To Cydaria I Joy in you less then for her I Grieve Cyd. But are you sure she 's dead I must embrace you fast before I know Whether my Life be yet secure or no Some other hour I will to Tears allow But having you can shew no sorrow now Enter Guyomar and Alibech bound with Souldiers Cort. Prince Guyomar in bonds O Friendship 's shame It makes me blush to owne a Victors name Vnbinds him Cydaria Alibech Cyd. See Alibech Almeria lyes there But do not think 't was I that Murder'd her Alibech kneels and Kisses her Dead sister Cort. Live and enjoy more then your Conquerour To Guyomar Take all my Love and share in all my power Guy Think me not proudly rude if I forsake Those Gifts I cannot with my Honour take I for my Country Fought and would again Had I yet left a Country to maintain But since the Gods decreed it otherwise I never will on its dear Ruines rise Alib. Of all your Goodness leaves to our dispose Our Liberty's the only gift we chuse Absence alone can make our Sorrows less And not to see what we can ne're redress Guy Northward beyond the Mountains we will go Where Rocks lye cover'd with Eternal Snow Thin Herbage in the Plains and Fruitless Fields The Sand no Gold the Mine no Silver yields There Love and Freedom we 'l in Peace enjoy No Spaniards will that Colony destroy We to our selves will all our wishes grant And nothing coveting can nothing want Cort. First your Great Father's Funeral Pomp provide That done in Peace your Generous Exiles guide While I loud thanks pay to the powers above Thus doubly Blest with Conquest and with Love Exeunt FINIS EPILOGUE BY A Mercury TO all and singular in this full meeting Ladies and Gallants Phoebus sends me greeting To all his Sons by what e're Title known Whether of Court of Coffee-house or Town From his most mighty Sons whose confidence Is plac'd in lofty sound and humble sence Ev'n to his little Infants of the Time That Write new Songs and trust in Tune and Rhyme Be 't known that Phoebus being daily griev'd To see good Plays condemn'd and bad receiv'd Ordains your judgement upon every Cause Henceforth be limited by wholesome Laws He first thinks fit no Sonnettier advance His censure farther then the Song or Dance Your Wit Burlesque may one step higher climb And in his sphere may judge all Doggrel Rhyme All proves and moves and Loves and Honours too All that appears high sence and scarce is low As for the Coffee-wits he says not much Their proper bus'ness is to Damn the Dutch For the great Dons of Wit Phoebus gives them full priviledge alone To Damn all others and cry up their own Last for the Ladies 't is Apollo's will They should have pow'r to save but not to kill For Love and He long since have thought it fit Wit live by Beauty Beauty raign by Wit