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
all my former fury gone Once more I have Traxalla's chains put on And by his Children am in triumph led Too well the living have reveng'd the dead Alm. You think my brother born your enemy He 's of Traxalla's blood and so am I. Mont. In vain I strive My lyon-Lyon-heart is with Loves toyls beset Strugling I fall still deeper in the net Cydaria your new lovers Garland take And use him kindly for your Fathers â—ake Cyd. So strong an hatred does my nature sway That spight of duty I must disobey Besides you warn'd me still of loving two Can I love him already loving you Mont. How now Enter a Guard hastily You look amaz'd as if some sudden fear Had seiz'd your hearts is any danger near 1 Guard Behind the covert where this Temple stands Thick as the shades there issue swarming bands Of ambush'd men whom by their arms and dress To be Taxcallan Enemies I guess Another Enters 2 Guard The Temple Sir is almost compast round Mont. Some speedy way for passage must be found Make to the City by the Postern Gate I 'le either force my Victory or Fate A glorious death in arms I 'le rather prove Than stay to perish tamely by my Love An Alarm within Enter Montez Odm. Guy Alib. Orb. Cyd. Alm. as pursâ—ed by Taxallans Mont. No succour from the Town Odm. None none is nigh Guy We are inclos'd and must resolve to dye Mont. Fight for revenge now hope of life is past But one stroke more and that will be my last Enter Cortez Vasquez Pizarro to the Taxallans Cort. stays them just falling on Cort. Contemn'd my orders broke even in my sight To his Indians Did I not strictly charge you should not fight Ind. Your choler General does unjustly rise To see your Friends pursue your Enemies The greatest and most cruel foes we have Are these whom you would ignorantly save By ambush'd men bâ—hind their Temple laid We have the King of Mexico betray'd Cort. Where banish'd Vertue wilt thou shew thy face If treachery infects thy Indian race Dismiss your rage and lay your weapons by Know I protect them and they shall not dye Ind. O wond'rous mercy shown to foes distrest Cort. Call them not so when once with odds opprest Nor are they Foes my clemency defends Until they have refus'd the name of Friends Draw up our Spaniards by themselves then Fire To Vasq. Our Guns on all that do not straight retire Ind. O mercy mercy at thy feet we fall Ind. kneeling Before thy roaring gods destroy use all See we retreat without the least reply The Taxallans retire Keep thy gods silent if they speak we dye Mont. The fierce Taxallans lay their weapons down Some miracle in our relief is shown Guy These bearded men in shape and colour be Like those I saw come floating on the Sea Mont. kneels to Cort. Mont. Patron of Mexico and god of Wars Son of the Sun and brother of the Stars Cort. Great Monarch your devotion you misplace Mont. Thy actions show thee born of Heavenly Race If then thou art that cruel god whose eyes Delight in Blood and Humane Sacrifice Thy dreadful Altars I with Slaves will store And feed thy nostrils with hot reeking gore Or if that mild and gentle god thou be Who dost mankind below with pity see With breath of incense we will glad thy heart But if like us of mortâ—l seed thou art Presents of choicest Fowls and Fruits I 'le bring And in my Realms thou shalt be more then King Cort. Monarch of Empires and deserving more Then the Sun sees upon your Western shore Like you a man and hither led by fame Not by constraint but by my choice I came Ambassadour of Peace if Peace you chuse Or Herauld of a War if you refuse Mont. Whence or from whom dost thou these offers bring Cort. From Charles the Fifth the Worlds most Potent King Mont. Some petty Prince and one of little fame For to this hour I never heard his name The two great Empires of the World I know That of Peru and this of Mexico And since the earth none larger does afford This Charles is some poor Tributary Lord. Cort. You speak of that small part of earth you know But betwixt us and you wide Oceans flow And watry desarts of so vast extent That passing hither four Full Moons we spent Mont. But say what news what offers dost thou bring From so remote and so unknown a King Whâ—lâ— Vasq. speaks Cort. 〈◊〉 the Ladies and goes to â—hem entertaining Cydaria with Courtship 〈…〉 Vasq. Spain's mighty Monarch to whom Heaven thinks fiâ— That all the Nations of the Earth submit In gracious â—lemency does condescend On these conditions to become your Friend First that of him you shall your Scepter hold Next you present him with your useless Gold Last that you leave those Idols you implore And one true Deity with him adore Mont. You speak your Prince a mighty Emperour But his demands have spoke him Proud and Poor He proudly at my free-born Scepter flies Yet poorly begs a mettal I despise Gold thou may'st take what-ever thou canst find Save what for sacred uses is design'd But by what right pretends your King to be This Soveraign Lord of all the World and me Piz. The Soveraign Priest Who represents on Earth the pow'r of Heaven Has this your Empire to our Monarch given Mont. Ill does he represent the powers above Who nourishes debate not Preaches love Besides what greater folly can be shown He gives another what is not his own Vasq. His pow'r must needs unquestion'd be below For he in Heaven an Empire can bestow Mont. Empires in Heaven he with more ease may give And you perhaps would with least thanks receive But Heaven has need of no such Vice-roy here It self bestows the Crowns that Monarchs wear Piz. You wrong his power as you mistake our end Who came thus far Religion to extend Mont. He who Religion truely understands Knows its extent must be in Men not Lands Odm. But who are those that truth must propagate Within the confines of my Fathers state Vasq. Religious Men who hither must be sent As awful guides of Heavenly Government To teach you Penance Fasts and Abstinence To punish Bodies for the Souls offence Mont. Cheaply you sin and punish crimes with ease Not as th' offended but th' offenders please First injure Heaven and when its wrath is due Your selves prescribe it how to punish you Odm. What numbers of these Holy Men must come Piz. You shall not want each Village shall have some Who though the Royal Dignity they own Are equal to it and depend on none Guy Depend on none you treat them sure in state For 't is their plenty does their pride create Mont. Those ghostly Kings would parcel out my pow'r And all the fatness of my Land devour That Monarch sits not safely on his Throne Who bears within a power that shocks his own They teach obedience to
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
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
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