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A34322
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Diana, Dutchess of Mantua, or, The persecuted lover a romance / written by R.C., Gent.
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R. C. (Rowland Carleton)
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1679
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Wing C587; ESTC R19446
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action which might incite the King to give him his liberty as a reward of it and by his order I prevailed with my kind Patron Mahomad that he should be allowed Arms when he came to the Battel assuring him they would not be imployed to the Kings disadvantage We began after a months slow march to approach so near the enemy that our Outguards had often Skirmishes and we found their Army very strongly encampt having a great River on one side and a large Wood covering the other the King setting down about a League from them after a Nights refreshment of his men drew up his whole Army in Battalia and so marcht till we faced the Enemy believing they would lye close within their Intrenchments but Albazin the famous Rebel who commanded them was as forward and earnest to decide all by a Battel as the King could be and before half the Morning was spent both Armys began to draw so near in a large Plain before Albazins Camp that the Archers could no longer be hindred from beginning the fight but receiving that word of command they were impatient for a most bloody and obstinate fight commenced which was not decided without the loss of many thousand lives Albazins Army consisted of much an equal number with the Kings but he had the advantage of at least eight thousand Horse though fewer in Foot The King behaved himself like a wise General and bold Souldier charging where his men were most prest upon but not being seconded by them with a like courage his success not only grew doubtful but the Enemy making a fresh charge with a strong body of Horse he kept in reserve from the beginning of the Battel his Right Wing was forced to give ground having the misfortune to behold his Left in a greater disorder the Main Body only standing obstinately to it being engaged in a close fight where all other Arms but their Swords were grown useless Mahomad fighting near the King I kept as close to my Master who by my Patrons procurement was allowed a Horse and to enter the Battel where his great Actions were for some time obscured in the Croud he fought amongst but upon Albazins fresh Charge when our Horse began to give ground he prest forward to the Front and was got close up to the King when he perceived him surrounded by the Enemies Horse which Albazin led in Person the Kings party made so weak a resistance that he already feared himself a Prisoner to his rebellious Vassal and my Master believing then was his time to dye gloriously or merit his freedom turning about to me said Now Julian believe I fight to cut my self a passage into Italy I fight in hopes of seeing Diana again and am assured of Victory in her Name Ending those words he clapt Spurs to his Horse having a strong Javelin in his Hand and pressing close to the King Sir said he you must still Conquer Heaven cannot be propitious long to a Rebel against a lawful Prince As he uttered these words a Horseman of the Enemy whose Garb made him remarkable had forced a way so near the King with a party which followed him that he was just seizing his Bridle having called to him to yield when my Master clapt in between them and thrust his Launce quite through his body the King having the satisfaction of seeing his Enemy tumble from his Horse dead at his Feet which action struck such a terror to his Foes and gave such new life to our fainting men seeing that blow seconded by two or three more which proved as fatal to those came in his reach that as the one began to take up from their eagerness of Victory and the other rallied again not only making good their ground but prest after their Prince who with my Master by his side began to recover fresh hopes of retrieving the Battel on that part But if the face of Victory seemed to change where we were it was much otherwise in other places for one acquainted the King that his Left Wing was almost totally routed and the main body shrinking under the Enemies force was likely soon to follow the example of their Companions This sad intelligence drove him quite into despair making him cry out what what can we do more but save our selves by flight Conquer Conquer said my Master hast where your presence may reanimate your men and be assured of Victory here The King took his counsel only saying as he drew off Heaven preserve the life of my valiant Slave and I shall not doubt of Victory The King had scarce left us when Albazin angry to find such a stop put to his proceedings as my Master had given them advanced before the rest of his men and coming near my Master Slave said he since thy Courage is so great be honoured in receiving thy death from Albazins hand my Master replied not a word to him but receiving the strong charge of his Launce upon a little Target he had on his left Arm returned him such a thrust with his as had almost thrown him quite out of his Saddle and turning his Horse short upon his Enemies Crupper made him feel the weight of his Scimitar before he had well recovered the shock of his Spear Albazin was a man of extraordinary courage and being quite Transported to meet such opposition from a Slave flew at him with his Scimitar designing his next blow should decide the controversie but being intercepted by my Masters Shield he only received a slight wound in his Arm and requited it with a larger in Albazins Shoulder while the Warriâ—rs were engaged in a single combate all the Souldiers on both sides forbore Fighting to be Spectators of what the Event of it would be each side conjecturing their Fortune to depend on the Success of their Champion and after a sharp Dispute both covered with Blood and raised to the highest transports of Fury by the resistance they met with weary of further delay they closed and grappled one another on Hors-back each striving to pull his Adversary from his Saddle and at once spurring their Horses both came to the Ground together but my Master happily falling uppermost before Albazin could recover himself from the disorder of a Fall with such a weight upon him my Master drawing a short Puniard from his Side stabb'd him to the Heart and Leaping upon his Feet as a Trophy of his Victory he pulled Albazins Green Turbat from his Head and clapped it on his own that Colour being worn by the Rebel as a Note of the Sanctity he pretended to having at first by a Religious Cheat reduced all those who were of his Party from their Loyalty The death of their Leader struck such a damp in the Hearts of our Enemies that those who a little before thought themselves Conquerors after a weak Opposition betook them to their Heels being pursued and slaughtered at Pleasure by our Men who followed the renowned Frederick with a full