triumphant Pride Their Course up the great River Tensift guide Whose guided Currents do new Glories take From the Reflection his bright Streamers make The Waves a Masque of Martial Pageants yield A flying Army on a floating Field Order and Harmony in each appear Their lofty Bulks the foaming Billows bear In state they move and on the Waves rebound As if they danc'd to their own Trumpets sound By Winds inspired with lively Grace they roul As if that Breath and motion lent a Soul And with that Soul they seem taught Duty too Their Topsails lowâ—…'d their Heads with Reverence bow As if they would their Generals Worth enhance From him by instinct taught Allegiance Whilst the loud Cannons eccho to the shore Their flaming Breaths salute You Emperour From their deep Mouths he does your Glory sing With Thunder and with Light'ning greets his King Thus to express his Joys in a loud Quire And Consort of wing'd Messengers of fire He has his Tribute sent and Homage given As men in Incense send up Vows to Heaven Enter Muly Hamet and Abdelcador Attended introduced with â—… Flourish of Triumpets Muly Hamet kneels to the King King Welcome true owner of that Fame you bring A Conquerour is a Guardian to a King Conquest and Monarchy consistent are 'T is Victory secures those Crowns we wear Muly Hamet In all that Sword you lent me has subdu'd I only Sir my Duty have pursu'd And acts of Duty merit no applause I owe my Lawrels to my Royal Cause My Actions all are on your Name enroll'd Since 't is from you my Conqu'ring Pow'r I hold Hametal But in Morocco his high Pride may find His Name less glorious and his Stars less kind aside Muly Hamet Sir your victorious Arms are doub'ly crown'd On Sea and Land the same success have found When first our greeting Navies did salute And in the rage of Flames our Cause dispute The Trains of Fire our fatal Guns did make Did the fierce shape of blazing Comets take Our meeting Heat such fury did contract That Comets can but threaten what we act But when the Day had a spectatour been And the whole Progress of this Parley seen Led by your Genius fate their Side forsook Some of theâ—…r Ships I sunk and some I took But when the â—…nterposing shades of Night Assisted them in their disorder'd flight I made their Fleet to Conquest light my way With burning Ships made Beacons on the Sea King Kind Fate in giving you so great Success Could scarce grant more nor did You merit less Muly H. Their Arms who have at Sea victorious been Do but the Out-works of an Empire win Then to compleat what on the Sea before I 'd but begun I landed on their Shore Abdelc Saphee and Salli Mugadore Oran The fam'd Arzille Alcazer Tituan Which the Usurper Gayland's Pow'r possest Those his Sword conquer'd and his Fame the rest For the less Cities at his Names surprise Yielding made Crowds of bloodless Victories Your Arms against your Foes so much have done They feel the Heat though the fierce Fire be gone Muly H. And now Hearing whose Force Morocco will invade I have bâ—…ought home your Army to your aid Y. Q. Valour and Fate such just success allow As â—…irmly place the Laurel on your Brow Whose very Looks so much your Foes surprise That You like Beauty conquer with your â—…ies But Muly Hamet now your Sword must be Imploy'd in a more Cruel Victory Against Invaders You your Force must lead And meet my Father in an Army's Head But the rough hand of War more gentle make And spare His Blood for His Morena's sake Muly H. We only do aspire to this great end To make your Father not our Prize but Friend King Should Fortune Crown our Forces with Success Our Arms though Conqu'ring shall not make him less Enter Mariamne attended Muly H. Now I 'm a Conquerour Mariamne's Name alone Has Trâ—…umph in 't I from this hour am made Greater than if I wore those Crowns I won My Laurels too without your Beams would fade Mariam If Mariamnes Eies Great Sir can give Your Laurels Life she grants them leave to live Muly H. Oh my full Joys Mariam I come as one of the Admiring Crowd To welcom Him whose Actions speak so loud Muly H. Madam my Deeds can reach no higher Fame Than that your pretious Breath gives 'em a Name Mar. No doubt but War and the harsh sound of Arms Has from your Boâ—…ome chas'd Loves softer Charms Your Thoughts accustom'd now to Martial Toils Court only Honour drest in savage Spoils Muly H. No Madam War has taught my Hands to aime At Glory to deserve a Lovers Name Since my Ambition has your Heart pursu'd I Conquer Crowns to make my Title good Whose narrow Thoughts to lesser Objects move His Soul wants Room to entertain your Love King Sir to requiâ—…e you with a Crown would be Too mean Reward Crowns you 've bestow'd on me To speak my Thanks and Gratitude more large That vaster Debt I owe She shall discharge To pay what so much Merit does require I do command you love where I admire to Mariamne Muly H. Though Mariamne's Love appear'd before The highest Happiness Fate had in store Yet when I view it as an Offering Made by the Hand of an obliging King It takes new Charms looks brighter lends new Heat No Objects are so Glorious or so Great But what may still a Greater Form put on As Optick Glasses magnifie the Sun Enter Crimalhaz Shouts within Crim. Your Subjects wait with eager joys to pay Their Tribute to your Coronation Day King You are arrived a welcom Guest to share Those Ceremonies which their Joys prepare to Muly Hamet Your Presence to their solemn Rites will grant That Ornament which this days Triumphs want What more could their impatient Wishes meet Then in one day a King and Conquerour greet Whilst they behold triumphant on one Throne The Wearer and Defender of a Crown Lead on Muly H. Lead on and all that kneel to you Shall bow to me This Conquest makes it due to Mariamne Exeunt all but Chrimalhaz Crim. Dull Souldier in thy Victories go on And live to see me wear the Crowns you won Let Cowards to their Fathers Thrones advance Be Great and Powerful by Inheritance No Laurels by descent my Brow adorn But what gains Crowns I am to Courage born Ambition is the rise of Souls like mine Those Wreaths my Birth does want my Brain shall win They in advance to Greatness glorious prove Who out of the dull track of Birth-right move Birth-right the Prop of an unpurchas'd Name A weak Alliance to an elder Fame No Glory by Descent is never worn Men are to Worth and Honour Rais'd not Born Exit The Scene opened A State is presented the King Queen and Mariamne 〈◊〉 Muly Hamet Abdelcador and Attendants a Moorish Dance is presented by Moors in several Habits who bring in an artificial Palm-tree about which they dance
to several antick Instruments â—…f Musick in the intervals of the Dance this Song is sung by a Moorish Priest and two Moorish Women the Chorus of it being performed by all the Moors 1. Stanza No Musick like that which Loyalty sings A Consort of Hearts at the Crowning of Kings There 's no such delightful and ravishing Strain As the Ecchoes and Shouts of Long Live and Reign Long live and reign long live and reign No Shouts so delightful as Long Live and Reign Long live and reign c. Chorus 2. Stanza No Homage like what from Loyalty springs Wee 'l kneel to our Gods but wee 'l die for our Kings We 'l pay that Devotion our Lives shall maintain No raising of Altars like Long Live and Reign Long live and reign long live and Reign No raising of Altars like Long Live and Reing Long live c. After the Dance King They have paid theirs now I my Debts will pay Sir the next Sun shâ—…ll see your Nuptial day We who would best great Services requite Do first our Friendships then our Bloods unite And that your Hands more solemnly may joine Our Royal Mothers Gift shall second mine Y. Queen Her gentle Breath already from just Fame Has kindly entertain'd your Glorious Name And in that Dress You as a Conqu'rour may To Her a more than welcome Visit pay King But since the Sorrows of the Mourning Queen For our late Father make Her keep unseen Let this conduct you Gives him a Ring Muly H. I am here more blest Than if I an Imperial Seaâ—… possest Whilst in your Breast an Empire I obtain to Mariamne Not only Kings but Gods unenvied reign Beauty would almost Infidels create Who beyond Love can wish a higher state Exeunt all but Abdelcador Abdelc Oh Charming Sex How vast a Circle does thy Magick take The highest Spirits humblest Lovers make All that Heroick Greatness which but now Made haughty Foes and stubborn Nations bow Turns Vassal to a Smile a Looks disguise Who conquer Thousands are one Womans Prize Fate sets Commanding Beauty in their way Beauty that has more God-like Pow'r than they Love o're the Hearts of yielding Heroes sports who 're Conquerours in Camps are Slaves in Courts Exit Finis Actus secundi Act the Third Scene the First Enter Muly Hamet Scene the Palace Muly H. 'T Is now our Royal Mothers Breath must bind That sacred tye of Love my King has sign'd And Providence has seal'd make Her but kind Exit Scene a Bed-Chamber The Scene opens and discovers Crimalhaz and Queen Mother sleeping on a Couch a Table standing by with Crimalhaz's Plume of Feathers and his Drawn Sword upon it Re-enter Muly Hamet Muly H. Laula in Crimalhaz his Arms asleep Ha! Does she thus for her dead Husband weep Oh fond and amorous Queen has Lust such Charms Can make Her fly to an Adulterâ—…rs Arms His Sword drawn for his Guard Spies the Sword But he shall die No He shall Wake and Know The Justice and the Hand that gives the Blow Should I descend to a Revenge so base His Death unarm'd my Glory would deface I will restore the Traytors Sword for still I have been taught to conquer those I kill Well as a Witness of his Crime his Sword I 'le take which when we meet shall be restor'd Then secretly but honourably too My Hand shall Act what to his Guilt is due For lest I should my Queens Disgrace proclaime I 'le right her Wrongs but I 'le conceal her Shame Exit The Scene changes to an Anti-Chamber Muly Hamet re-enters with the same Sword and in passing over the Stage is overtaken by the King King Muly Hamet stay Muly H. The King King What have you there Muly H. Curst Chance what shall I say aside King You thus appear T o've left the Field to gather Laurels here Who is the Man that has this Honour gain'd To be subdu'd by such a Gen'rous Hand Tell me Muly H. Your Royal Pardon King No proceed If you have kilâ—…'d him I forgive the Deed Who e're against You durst his Sword unsheath Has justly from your Hand deserv'd his Death Muly H. No Sir he lives and lives unvanquish'd too King How lives Muly H. Oh do not your Demands pursue Urge me no more nor force me to reveal The only thing my Honour would conceal King How Muly Hamet durst you act that thing You dare not utter to your Friend and King Muly H. My Kings Esteem I by my Silence lose And Speaking I his Mothers Shame expose aside King Speak if you can by Friendship be conjur'd Whose is it Mâ—…ly H. Sir 't is Crimalhaz his Sword King How Crimalhaz Are you not newly from Th' apartment of my Royal Mother come In what defenceless Garb did you surprise Him there that you disarm'd him with such ease We o're our Womens Honours set such Eies That the Seraglio all access denies Who enters there without my Signet dies Muly H. Her Shame too openly will be descry'd His Jealousie will find what I would hide aside King A sudden Fancy does my Breast inflame Something so strange as I want words to name But She 's my Mother and I dare not guess Yet She 's a Woman and I can no less Than start at Horrours which my Honour stain Confusion and was Crimalhaz the Man Muly H. Oh! Sir what has my forc'd Obedience don Against a Mother I 've incens'd a Son Your Princely Brow let no disorders change Let my Hand Sir Your disturb'd Peace revenge King No Muly Hamet has a Sword too good To be defil'd with an Adulterers Blood He t'an ignobler Fate shall be condemn'd I 'le make him infamous low and contemn'd Disrob'd of all his Titles he shall bleed Like a Crown'd Victim to an Altar led Whose Wreaths and Garlands to the fire are cast And then the naked Sacrifice falls last That sinking States-man undergoes the worst Of Deaths whose Honours and whose Pow'r dies first exit King Muly H. This was the only Chance could shake my Fame Oh weak Foundations of a Glorious Name I from the Field do a Crown'd Conqu'rour come To turn a base Informer here at home Yet nothing is so bright but has some Scars Men can throngh Glasses find out Spots in Stars Exit The Scene changes again to the Queen Mothers Bed-Chamber where She and Crimalhaz appear hand in hand She in a Morning Dress Crim. Love acts the part of tributary Kings As they pay homage to their Conquerour Our kind Embraces are but Offerings Of Tribute to triumphant Beauty's Pow'r Q. M. Great Spirits Rivals are to Gods and can Were all the World like me their Heav'n unman We'd antidate our Bliss not stay to move like Pageant-Saints to airy Seats above We'd here below enjoy our Chiefest Good And reap Delights which they ne're understood Crim. Ha! my Sword gon Madam we are betray'd Q. M. Whos 's he that dares our Privacy invade Crim. Some fatal Eye our interview has seen Q. M.
Madam You may say any thing Your Sex And Birth the vent of my just Passion checks Sir do but hear To the King Crim. You may vouchsafe to hear What You may read more plainly here and there Points to the dead Eunuch and his wounded Arm. King I in this Parley too much time bestow Hearing the Cause I make the Vengeance slow Guards Yet I 'le hear him Muly H. My single Word a vain Defence will make Where so much Witness and a Mother speak But yet Heav'n sees my Innocence and know That I am proud this Shame to undergo Believe me her intended Ravisher Appearing so I take the Guilt from Her Their false Impeachments do this comfort bring That I may wear that Cloud would shade a King King His kind soft Words do but confirm th' Offence Men are nere losers for their Breaths expence But still speak kindest when their Falls are near Not out of Generosity but Fear It is enough She witness'd his Offence Her Virtue scorns to accuse Innocence And since her Blood does run within my Veins By ' instinct I know she all that 's base disdains But if I want more Proofs to make it out His Murder and his Wound removes the doubt Muly Hamet for this Guilt our Prophets Breath Has in his sacred Laws pronounc'd your Death Q. M. His Death Surprized But hold The King will then my Cheat descry I wish His Death who tamely see him dye aside O cruel Sir that killing Breath recall to the King Our holy Prophet dares not see him fall I 'm sure had he My Eyes Heav'n cannot see Such Courage bear so harsh a Destinie The Pow'rs above would shrink at what he felt His Death to Tears their Chrystal Orb would melt But If You must act what Mercy can't prevent Inflict inflict some milder Punishment King His Deeds and Service in Morocco's Cause May mitigate the rigour of our Laws His Army then I to your charge commend Her Honours Guardian and our Loyal Friend to Crimalhaz Here bind the Traytor and convey him strait to the Guards To Prison there to linger out his Fate Till his hard Lodging and his slender Food Allay the Fury of his Lustful Blood Guards bind Muly Ham. Q. M. Think what Impression on my Breast 't will make To â—…ee his Hands wear Fetters for my sake In whisper between Muly Hamet and Queen Mother Muly H. Madam be serious tell me how so foul A Treason gain'd admission to your Soul Q M. My Soul Dull Man what has my Soul to do In such mean Acts as my betraying You Murder and Treason Without the help of Souls when I think good Such toys I act as I 'm but Flesh and Blood Mu. H. Let not too high your Scorn of Justice swell Know Madam on such Crimes there waits a Hell Q. M. Hell No of that I scorn to be afraid I 'le â—…end such throngs to the infernal shade Betray and kill and damn to that degree I le crowd up Hell till there 's no Room for Me. King Here to the Tower that guarded Pris'ner send His saâ—…ther Doom from my Commands attend Muly H. I for my former state My Homage to your Royal Father paid And Monarchs may destroy what Monarchs made For Subjects Glories are but borrow'd things Rais'd by the favourable Smiles of Kings And at their Authors Pleasures should retire And when their Breath renounces 'em expire Should I the Sentence of my Sovereign blame I should be guâ—…tier than They say I am But though your Frowns declare my Fetâ—…ers just Look to what dang'rous Hand your Pow'r you trust Monarchs do nothing ill unless when they By their own Acts of Grace their Lives betray When Favours they too gen'rously afford And in a Treacherous Hand misplace their Sword Their Bounties in their Ruine are employ'd Kings only by their Vertues are destroy'd King Your Counsels weakly do my Ears attract You ill â—…each Virtue which you cannot act Live then till time this â—…ense of Horrour brings What 't is to ravish Queens and injure Kings Exeunt King and Muly Hamet severally Muly Hamet led out by the Guards Q. M. You see the Fates do their Allegiance know And to my pow'rful Breath their Conduct ow. 'T is pity Monarâ—…hs are so scarce Such gen'rous â—…asie kind good natured things That one feign'd Tear can rule the Faith of Kings Crim. So bravely Madam your Design succeeds As if the Fates were Vassals to your Deeds That Politician who to Empire climbs With Virtues Dress should beautifie his Crimes Our guilded Treason thus like Coral seems Which appears Black within its native Streams But when Disclos'd it sees the open Air It changes Colour and looks Fresh and Fair. Exeunt Scene the second the Scene a Prison The Scene opens Muly Hamet appears bound Muly H. Disrob'd of all at once what turns more strange Can Ages if an Hour can make such Change Enter to him Mariamne with one Attendant from whom she takes a Sword and exit Attendant Kind Mariamne Mar. Yes False Man the same Till your bold Lust had forfeited that Name The Daughters easie Breast would ill confer A Kindness on her Mothers Ravisher Muly H. Can Mariamne think me guilty too More than my Chains have done your Frowns will do Mariamne's Eyes out-vie her Brothers Pow'r I ne're was miserable till this hour Mar. Ungrateful is your Soul so much defaced Have I so ill a too fond Heart misplaced My Rival Mother does my Right remove And in affront to my rejected Love Your Scorn to Me you in her Shame make good Forcing her Virtue to prophane my Blood But perjur'd Man though you deserve so â—…ll Yet you shall find me Mariamne still To my past Favours I will add one more Thus I your Freedom and your Sword restore Unbinds him and gives him the Sword Live and in safety go and fly that Fate Which does th' unhappy Muly Hamet wait Muly H. My Sword and Liberty restor'd by You To one ungrateful false and perjur'd too Ah Madam if your Mercy can confer Such Bounty on a condemn'd Ravisher What nobler Favours would your Smiles dispence If Mariamne knew my Innocence Mar. Sir you mistake my Favours I have lent Your Freedom only as your Banishment That being releas'd you might Morocco fly Remov'd at once both from my Heart and Eye For should he stay Something like Pity in his cause would plead Till my faint Anger were in Triumph led aside Some Rebel Thought my ill-fenc'd Heart would win And treacherously once more let him in Go Ravisher take your offer'd Liberty And to some barb'rous unknown Desart fly Where Men have nought but Shape that 's humane there Where Virtue looks more ill than Monsters here Converse with wild and lustful Savages Live and inhabit any Seat but This. Points to her Breast Muly H. Divine but cruel Princess to whom Heav'n Has all its Titles but its Knowledg giv'n Else like their Pow'rs you could not want a Sence Of Muly
King thus Entertain'd Welcome brave Friend Muly Hamet was ne're taught To back but head those Armies where he fought That Fame and Glory then which waits on thee Shall ner'e be lessen'd when you Fight for me With me brave Youth thou shalt my Forces lead And fight my Equal in my Army's head When to your startled squadrons he appears Taffalets General who late was theirs Their former love renew'd such Changes wrought That they forgot the Cause in which they Fought A sudden Clamour Ecchoed through the Throng Which Muly Hamet Muly Hamet Rung By their own hands the Gates were straight pul'd down And he in Triumph marcht into the Town They paid to him what to their King they owe And proudly now aloud proclaim him so Crim. Draw up my Forces Rouse my Guard I 'le try Who 's the succesful Rebel he or I. I 'le write my Vengeance in whole streams of Blood Fortune take your free Choice be ill or good I dare your Worst Yet I deserve to be your Favorite Tyrants are kind to those they cannot Fright Exeunt Enter Muly Hamet and Attendants with drawn Swords after a sound of Trumpets Muly H. My Cause subdues more than my Sword the Town Does at my Feet their prostrate Armes lay down Conquest sounds best and Glory brightest shines Where Loyalty not Force the Lawrel wins Lead to the Palace through the Guards I 'le break And to th' Usurper I 'le in Thunder speak To the infernal Shades I 'le send a Ghost Stain'd with more Sins than all their Hell can boast His Blood dear Prince shall pay for shedding thine No Cause so just no Rage so fierce as mine Where Loyalty and Love the fuel bring A Ravish't Mistress and a Murd'red King Exeunt The Trumpets continue Sounding and dashing of Swords is heard from within Enter Crimalhaz Hametalhaz and Attendants with drawn Swords as pursued Crim. And Muly Hamet Fighting in their Head Ham. Fly quickly Sir see where your Guards lye Dead The furious Muly Hamet leads 'em on Whose Fortune and whose Sword has Wonders done Your Guards hew'd down He by no Force withstood Comes now this way to sacrifice your Blood He with such Fears your shaking Palace fills That with the Horrour that he brings he Kills Crim. In this long Story all I can descry Is my Crown 's going and my Death draws nigh No 't is no common Thunder strikes me Dead I 've a Retreat yet left to save my Head Trumpets sounding I by this Hand my â—…inking Throne will stay And raign to Morrow though I fly to day Exeunt The Scene Changes Enter Muly Hamet and Abdelcador Attended Abdel. Kind Taffalet Concern'd to owe this Conquest to the Charms Of your Victorious Presence not his Armes Scorning to wear that which his Armes ne're Won Frankly Surrenders you Morocco's Crown Muly H. Well generous Prince this offer'd Crown With Thanks and Envy shall Accepted be I 'le be a Monarch to act deeds like Thee Here Mariamne appears from the Balcone above My Princess the bright Charms those Eyes convey Compleat th' imperfect Triumphs of this Day It does a larger Happiness afford To have a Mistress than a Crown Restor'd Here at your Feet kind Providence has thrown Your banisht Lover and your Ravisht Crown Your influence and my Armes so happy prov'd Th' usurpers Scepter 's to your Hand remov'd His blood when he his forfeit Head dares show Shall pay what to your Brothers Dust I owe. Enter to her Crimalhaz into the Balcone Mar. My Jaylour here Crim. Though I am faln so low My fortune lost I may a Beggar grow This Mercy does on generous Spirits wait You always pity the Unfortunate And on that score I 'le beg one modest boon I 'le only ask you to restore my Crown Muly H. Thanks Heaven the only man whose Head I want Câ—…im Do not thank Heaven for what It cannot grant My Head fond man is for thy reach too high I from this Castle thy weak arms defie Immur'd within the walls of this strong Tower I am so safely Guarded from thy Power That I dare tell you yes and boldly too This Head you threaten shall be Crown'd by you Muly. H. What means this Impudence Crim. To end the Strife I ask a Crown a Ransome for her Life Draws and points his Sword at Mariamnes Breast Muly. H. Here I my baffled hopes of Vengeance lose To right my King my Mistress I Expose Crim. I know your Passion has a tye so great That for her sake you 'le quit th' Imperial Seat I knew your Vertue is so strong that if You swear you will protect my â—…hrone and Life You 'le keep your Vow Swear then by all those Powers Which the Religious World fears and Adores To quit your Claim to Empire Swear You 'le make Me Monarch in that Throne which youl 'e forsake And with your Blood you 'le guard that Crown you give If so your Mistress shall have leave to Live Though you quit Empires you shall meet these charms To sleep and dream of Kingdoms in her Arms. If not prepare to see her amourous Breast Give entertainment to this Iron Guest To this your Answer Muly. H. Savage Infidel Monster there 's not a hand on this side Hell That dares attempt that Deed there 's not one Dart In Heav'n tâ—…at would not strike the Murd'rers Heart Before his hand should touch her sacred Brest Crim. Since you are with such Heavenly Faith possest To think sh' has Champions in the Skies I 'le try Who 's the best Executioner Heaven or I. Muly. H. Hold Barbr'ous Cruel hold your murd'ring hands Think on the Vengeance which that Crime attends Think what a fierce Revenge I for her sake Will on my Princess bloody Murd'rer take Mar. Hold Muly Hamet let his Rage goe on Can You but think of fear when I have none Crim. Toâ—…tures and Wracks will prove a vain design That hand that sheds her Blood shall let out mine Speak quickly then e re words will come too late My Crown restor'd you 'le yet redeem her Fate Muly H. My Lawrels Crowns and Empires are all yours Crim. Swear then Muly. H. I swear by the Eternal Powers For her Lives ransome I this off'ring make Morocco and your Crown I 'le give you back To my last blood I will your life defend In Wars your Champion and in Peace your friend Crim. A silent Grotto and a shady Grove Are far more proper scenes than Thrones for Love And though your hand and hers no Scepter bears You Lovers may get Kings to be my Heirs Mar. I 'le bind my Vow by the same pow'rs you swore I 'le to a Thousand Deaths my Life expose Before I will one Inch of Empire lose 'T is not bold Slave my threaten'd death can make To Crim. My female fears my Right t' a Throne forsake Heir to a Crown though you so fierce have been Mariamne scorns to die less than a Queen Crim. So brisk young Champion