offence Sultan prepare to quit your guilty Throne All these beneath your lustful Scepter groan You must no more your self nor them abuse Too guilty those appear whom all accuse Therefore in vain you 'l plead your innocence For these are arm'd against all such defence Sult My Lords I find no rigour in my fate Nor shall I seek my Crimes to mitigate Where you condemn the sentence must be just And if you think I ought to die I must Poor Sultan brave Prince and the like words of kindness murmur'd among the People Bect. By this so subtle and so soft a stile He hopes the easie People to beguile Kul They all begin to murmur and relent The People quarrel and are divided And we shall of our fond delay repent Dispatch him Sir Viz. What means this mutiny Nay Sultan than 't is time for thee to die One part of the People fall off to the Sultans side and cry a Sultan a Sultan the other part stick to the Vizier and cry Justice Justice They all fight The Vizier comes up to the Sultan and stabs him which having done there is a noise of Trumpets heard without Then enter Ipsir and Kuperly and others who drive off the Vizier and his Party Then enters to them Mufti and Solyman Ips. Oh my thrice honour'd Lord this happy hour Heaven set apart to save the Emperour Sult Heaven cannot save my life it may my fame By sending Ipsir to revenge my shame Kup. You are not wounded Sir Sult O Kuperly Staggers Wounded to death and yet I cannot die Rebell'd against betraid and which is more My Son a Bastard and my Wife a Whore Revenge my death on Oglar and on her She 's the Adulteress he the Murderer They in the People rais'd this discontent Yet guilty live while I die innocent Dyes Solym. I hope we all wear loyal hearts and Swords Who can forget the dying Sultans words Revenge my death Omnes Revenge Revenge Revenge Muf. Now my Lords you here may see too late The sad effects of discord in a State We Childish tears may on his body shed And vainly seek revenge without a head But if we would the fullest vengeance take We with the Foe must seeming Friendship make 'Till we are on a Successor agreed Then all by whom the Sultan bled shall bleed Ips. To what the Mufti says we must assent Our swords and tears are both impertinent Muster our Forces in the outward Court And draw 'em back in the Royal Fort. There they are alwayes ready for the Field In case the Rebels still refuse to yield Exit Soldiers Enter Young Queen veil'd and Attendants Y. Q. Dead And suppos'd by my contrivance slain Must I the loss and infamy sustain Can Earth a pleasure yield which to enjoy I could my honour and my Lord destroy Heaven knows I took no pleasure but in him I saught no Joy but Heaven and Ibrahim Muf. Madam you vainly hope to gain belief By your forc'd tears and your dissembled grief The pious Sultan he that was so good Dying charg'd you and Oglar with his blood On us a loyal care he did bequeath To punish the Contrivers of his death Y. Q. You must inflict a punishment too mild Since he believ'd I have his bed defil'd In this suspition he did far out-do All Torments I can ere receive from you In that my heart the worst of ills endures And since I lost his Love I ask not yours Sol. Before the Caddee Madam you must go 'T will be convenient that you tell him so Y. Q. This is a truth I dare say any where The Guilty Sir the only cowards are Since he liv'd not his sentence to Reverse I 'le only shed some tears upon his Hearse That duty once perform'd when ere you please My debt to Nature I shall pay with ease Ips. Be Madam in your Ceremony's brief A little time will vent a little grief Kup. Look where the Sultan do's for justice stay And seems though dead to frown at our delay She turns about see 's the Sultans body Runs and Imbraces it They whisper and go off all but the Queen Y. Q. Is this the relique of my Lord how chang'd Dying from me dead from himself estrang'd Behold where Majesty and Beauty lies Behold his Ruby lips his Diamond eyes But must they never speak nor shine again Must my black name wear an eternal stain O stain eternal stain Here I have found The fatal yet to me most fatal wound How cou'd so great a Soul and so much worth So quickly at so small a wound get forth Here will I clear my blasted Innocence And breath in Life or seek my death from hence She kneels with her face in his bosome and kisses his wounds Then Descends an Heavenly Shape in the Clouds and Sings SONG HE 's dead he 's dead seek not in vain To weep the dead to life again Spare O spare those Orient show'rs They fall too late on wither'd Flow'rs Your warmer sighs no comfort bring Nor can in Winter make a Spring Warm Winds as helpless prove as Dew Then let your sighs and tears be few Let your unspotted soul appear Through all the dismal Clouds you wear Let Innocence with grief partake Both will a watry Sunshine make While for the dead too much you grieve Your dying Fame you must retrieve As for the Balmy drops you shed The living want 'em not the dead Queen starts up and unvails her self Y. Q. How is my Soul wrapt up in sudden joys Methought I heard a sweet harmonious noise On which a glorious luster did attend Both seem'd my shame and sorrow to befriend If e're you 'l send relief your Pow'rs Divine To iujur'd Virtue send it now to mine Oglar brought on the Stage in a Chair to Mufti Ipsir Kuperli and Solyman Ogl. O quickly let me with the Sultan speak E're my tormented heart with sorrow break Muft. The Sultan's dead Sir Ogl. Dead O horrid Fate Then I confess the injury too late Y. Q. What injury Sol. Peace Madam we discern Too well your guilt by your too great concern What injury Ogl. His guiltless blood I shed T' injoy the sweets of his Sultana's bed Ips. She an Adultress what deceit there lies In Womens hearts what mischief in their eyes Kup. How yet unmov'd she stands her curs'd offence Nothing can equal but her impudence Sol. Shame of thy Sex before the Caddee come For such new Crimes he must invent a Doom Y. Q. What suddain Frenzy does your minds possess You hear but half and at the rest you guess Unless my Life you 'l wilfully destroy Ask him how oft he did those sweets enjoy Ogl. O never never her unspotted soul Would never condescend to deeds so foul When I all stratagems in vain had try'd Hell with unheard of villany supply'd My lustful heart for first I set on foot The late Rebellion from whose cursed root Sprung greater mischiefs far than you have seen Muft. How came the
THE CONSPIRACY OR THE CHANGE OF Government A TRAGEDY Acted at his Royal Highness the Duke of Yorks THEATRE VVritten by Mr. WHITAKER LONDON Printed for William Cademan at the sign of the Popes-head in the New Exchange in the Strand 1680. PROLOGUE GAllants in this good Godly time of Lent I am come forth to bid you all repent You Sparks I see have got a pious notion And put on black to show your great Devotion But lest you should mistake what I intend Let me tell you your faults and how to mend First leave to shew your Valour in the Pit Leave Railing at Great Men to show your Wit With Vizard-Masks leave your Lewd Rallery Leave your Disturbance in the Midle-Gallery Leave all your Jests of Bant'ring and Dumfounding Leave alwayes Duelling and never wounding Leave coming here when you do not intend To see the Play but pick up a She friend Leave Sharping for your selves and pay your Guiney For Procuration there to Honest Jenney And for the Men of business in the Nation Let them begin a Thoro Reformation Let 'em leave Faction Jealousies and Fears Leave setting us together by the Ears Let Corporations leave Petitioning And learn all due Allegiance to the King Let Politicians too not be so hot To swear that a Spring-tide's a Popish-Plot Do not too eagerly that scent persue Least hunting an Old Plot you make a New Leave your provoking Caesar and his fròwns Leave crossing Birth-Rights and disposing Crowns Leave Englands ancient glory so to wrong As naming Princes with irreverend tongue Tho Forreigners and Enemies they be Forget not what is Due to Majesty Whilst brutishly those Titles we profane The World does think we are turn'd Picts again Consider well and then you 'l be I hope So civiliz'd as â—â—arce to burn the Pope But if you will go on make this Addition Burn too the Rump and Westminster Petition The ACTORS Names IBrahim the Sultan Mahomet his Son a youth The Mufti or chief Priest Solyman Aga chief Eunuch Kuperli Ipsir Oglar enamour'd with the Queen Meleck Hamet the grand Vizier a Traytor Bectas a Rebel Kara and Kulcaiha his adherents WOMEN Kiosem the Queen Mother Formiana the Sultaness Flatra the Sultans Sister Lentesia Guards Officers Souldiers and other Attendants THE CONSPIRACY OR Change of Government ACT the I. SCENE I. Enter Sultan and Young Queen Kara Kulkaiha Oglar Solyman Mufty Ipsir Kuperli and Attendance Y. Queen THus far my fortune has my thoughts out-run And Fate has finish'd all my hopes begun I 've joys unsought and unexpected found My vainest wishes with success are Crown'd So large an Empire and a Lord so great Kind in your Love and glorious in your Seat A hopeful Prince sprung from your Royal bed And born so great a Monarch to succeed Are more then Common blessings known to few Such only our great Prophet could bestow Ibr. Those blessings he by fair Sultana sent He was the Author Thou the Instrument Had he not grac'd my Crown with such a Gem I should have scorn'd his worthless Diadem And were I poor yet I in thee alone Shoud find an Empire Scepter and a Throne Y Queen Your love my Lord 's above the common rate As though it were proportion'd to your state Thus you my safety and my Glory are Not to be match'd in kindness or in war And yet I tremble Ibr. What when I am here It would be sin in any but in her Can Formiana danger apprehend That has me for her Champion and her Friend Fear in the breasts of Cowards only lies Hazards to them to us are Victories Y. Queen Women you know are Childish so am I Alas I fear I know not what nor why And yet to give my trembling heart it 's due The Fears it entertaines are all for you Full of disquiet are my dayes and nights And every thing I see but you affrights My fancy does such lasting terrours make As what I dream asleep I see awake Ibr. Your causeless fear 't is pity to reprove Because it is the product of your Love And yet fair Princess you wou'd seem t' express A greater kindness were your terrour less Y. Queen I shou'd be glad to have it made appear That I have entertain'd a causeless fear Then let the world my over fondness blame I wou'd exchange such grief for such a shame Death appears See the grim Skeleton appears again Look my dear Lord Now did I fear in vain Speak ugly Monster who thou art or whence Say who th' offender is and what th' offence Ibr. Alas my Queen how fearful you are growne T is nothing but a fancy of your own Like Children left in darkness you create Th' AEry nothing which you tremble at Shew it describe it tell me what 't is like Will it be strooke or has it power to strike Y. Queen Alas my Lord provoke it not too far See it erects an Instrument of War Look now my Lord it beckons you to come And seems as if it call'd you to a Tomb But I will interpose 'twixt you and it Here take me he 's not ready for thee yet Ibr. Kind Innocence come lay a side thy fear Foes cannot hurt that are afraid t' appear Who dares but tremble when I draw my Sword Where is this shadow now Y. Queen O my dear Lord It flies It flies but do not you persue It only came It only stay'd for you Ibr. Come come my dear indeed you are in fault To cherish thus a vain and empty thought Well now I hope t is gone Y. Queen No Royal Sir Still in the door it stands and will not stir Hold my dear Lord Ibrahim brandishes his Sword and goes toward the door the Queen Swounds Ibr. Hence bold intruder hence And stay not to disturb her innocence I nothing saw and yet me thinks the mirth Of my calme soul is damp't with smells of earth Moist vapours rise as from some Vault or Cave Sure I am in a Charnel house or Grave My dear Sultana Dead help there within Enter Guard and Attendants men and women who rub the Sultana and raise her O my fair Princess speak Look breath she 's dead Breath on her Perhaps her soul is to my bosome fled Here prithy take it take mine in its stead I think she lives in part here take the rest Let me transfuse my Soul into thy breast Conduct her to her bed and there I l'e try To sigh till she recovers or I die Exeunt Enter Kara and Oglar Kara But prithee to the business with the Queen Come come I know you have succesful been Ogl. No faith she 's vertuous obstinate and Chast I but in vain my time and spirits waste So ignorant she was and Inocent She hardly knew what my addresses meant Kar And what where you so wise To make her chast by crediting her lies Laughing at him Or did you look for one so confident As soon as askt to give you her consent Pugh you 'r
avoid my sight Thou art a Traytor and an Hyppocrite Bect. Traytor and Hyppocrite Sul. No more but fly Thy very stay confirmes thy treachery Bect. Sir I obey but Sul. But He 's gone why did I suffer him to go He 's guilty though I cannot prove him so Ungreatful Bectas wretched Ibrahim whence Proceeds thy danger or his insolence Oh! 't is from kindness too much Love does give The Subject that by which a Prince should live Subjects when too much favour they enjoy Like Louhcy over fed the stock destroy He stamps and seems enrag'd Bectas goes out Exit Sultan Enter Meleck Hamet at the other door as the Sultan is going out and runs after him Mel. Brave opportunity he is alone Now Melek for a Mistress and a Throne Exit after him Scene drawn is discovered the Queen's Apartment she sitting on an Alcove and attended by several Ladyes is led on the stage by the Queen Mother and Flatra the Young Queen is very much discompos'd and talks disorderly often starting and carlesly answering what they say to her Q. Mo. Daughter how d' e Flatra how does my Sultaness Y. Queen Sensible of the kindness you express And nothing else but take head what you do You will not Murder him nor you nor you He is your Lord your brother and your Son And yet who knowes what must be must be done Q. Mo. What strange distraction does possess her breast Fla. Alas her thoughts grow wilde for want of rest She stands in need of her Physicians care Q. Mo. Cordials to her the best Physicians are Go get her something that may make her sleep Exit Attend. Y. Queen In vain we prize those Gems we cannot keep How short liv'd Empire is when every hour A Prince is subject to his Subjects power Hark she starts Fla. Sister you 're discompos'd with causeless fear Q. Mo. Dear Child there 's neither foe nor danger here Enter Attendance Atten. Madam the Queens Physician does command That she no Cordial take but from his hand to the Q. Mo. Q. Mo. These learned Grandees are so over wise All safe and common med'cines they despise Must she then without rest these fits endure Scornfully Y. Queen The Sultans presence is my only cure All my tormenting feares he drives away As Ghosts do vanish at the approach of day Enter Sultan embraces her Sul. How does my Formina Y. Queen Ah! my dear Lord Your presence does new life and soul afford I was even now like Memnons Statue dumb My Organs move afresh now you are come My dreams did such unwelcome fears suggest As in your absence I could find no rest Sult What dreamt my Sultaness Y. Queen Bectas me thought Unwilling Death into your presence brought Q. Mo. Daughter 't is ill such fancies to pursue They are both vain unlikely and untrue Y. Queen I know not that Heaven grant they may be so Bectas reproved Death for b'ing too slow And forceing him t' erect his fatal dart Shew'd him new wayes in his long practic'd art Men seldome such sad Omens long survive Flat My Brother yet you se's return'd alive Sultan and Queen Mother talk apart Qu. Mo. 'T is you encourage her to these extreams By hearkning to her vain fantastick Dreams Sult She has been my guardian Angel hitherto And has foretold things I have found too true But Madam let not her concern be yours She for her self and me enough endures Turns from her frowning Yo. Qu. My Lord with you I would retire awhile Perhaps I may my thoughts to rest beguile Vast Treasures thus prove Enemies to health We cannot sleep till we secure our Wealth Qu. Mo. Daughter I 'm glad to sleep you are inclin'd Rest proves the sovereign balsom of the mind Son Heaven preserve you and your Sultaness Exeunt Q. M. and Flatra Sul. And with like favour the Qu. Mother bless See a strict watch at every Gate you keep And doubly guard the Chamber where I sleep Those need a more than ord'nary defence Who are not safe beneath their innocence The Scene drawn the King and Queen retire to the Alcove and sit down the Queen leans on his bosome as composing her self to sleep after soft Musick this Song is sung SONG SEe see how full of troubles are The Crowns which wakeful Monarchs wear They Court short slumbers but in vain While sleep seems coy to those that reign O wretched State of him whose mind Most care and least relief does find Soft Chorus sung by Shepheards and Shepheardesses Then happy are we who attend on our Sheep For the nights when we wake seem too short for our sleep We meet with no cares to disturb our delight Not with sorrow by day nor with danger by night More refin'd are our pleasures the meaner we are When the greatest of Kings are most subject to care Then while you thus take your repast Who knows but this may be your last Sleep sleep apace perhaps you may Be wak'd to everlasting day When sleep is in your way to rest The shortest slumbers prove the best Chorus Then happy are we c. In spight of Morpheus and his Art Wak'd with some frightfull dream they start They thoughtful are asleep and take More care than silly Swains awake Yet after all the pain they endure Regardless we sleep more secure Chorus Then happy are we c. Scene closes upon the Sultan and Sultaness Enter Flatra and Queen Mother Q. Mo. Flatra what lazy fools do you employ That are so long ' ere they one foole destroy Fla. Perhaps t is from their fate not laziness For Bectas Madam finds the like success Q. Mo. Alas poor man he 's grown infirme with age Unfit to act upon the Tragick stage He will do well if coupl'd with a Mute One to advise the other to execute But Melek Hamet wants not trust or power This day to kill the next be Emperour Fla. The best designes unfortunate have been Witness your last attempt upon the Queen But Melek went away in such a rage He did what cou'd be done I dare engage Q. Mo. Come do not thus extenuate his offence You must severely check his negligence He growes more careless while his hopes are faire For hopes are far less powerful then despair Which to the greatest actions can perswade As Laurels flourish best that grow in shade Bla. By that alone is his ambition fed For while the Sultan lives his hopes are dead My promise is no obligation yet My Brothers death alone makes it a debt And while I angry seem his blood will prove The greatest Cement to unite our Love Q. Mo. Daughter in all your actions I confesse Your Wisdome and your duty you express I le leave you with the first advice I gave With frowns and distance keep him still your slave For while you storme you heitghten his desire But too much sunshine will put out his fire Exit Q. Mother Enter Vizier and Bectas to Flatra Viz. Madam we find
Now Sir comes on that Ruine I foretold Mufty Madam forbear a while your early Grief There 's time enough for heaven to send relief Solym. Dread Sir If of the news you are assured Let the Seraglio Gates be all secured Within these Walls you may be safe a while ' Til the misguided Crowd we reconcile Great minds consume in sullen flames The Rout Send forth fierce blazes and go quickly out Ogl. O trust 'em not such shifts can't serve the turn For where they cannot enter they will burn Foes that such head-strong violence maintain We may deceive but we can ne'r restrain A noise afar off of Drums Trumpets c. Y. Q. Heark Sir they are before the outward Gate You 'l of your safety think when 't is too late Solym. Provide for your escape Sir while we go And try if we can pacifie the Foe Sult Shall the Grand Seignieur e're be said to flie No flight's too mean a thing for Majesty On that will all their innocence be built So their Rebellion will become my guilt Muf. Self preservation will not stain your fame Your glorious Ancestors have done the same Ogl. Sir if you love your self or us be gone And I will these Imperial Robes put on Takes up the Robes that lie in a Chair So that at last if nothing can asswage The furious tempest of the peoples rage Taking the seeming Sultan for the true Their swords shall murder me instead of you Sult Dear Oglar rather than I will expose So kind a Friend I 'le perish by my Foes Y. Q. Oh to refuse him Sir is cruelty Because he does so willing seem to die Solym. Accept it Sir for all your Subjects sake I 'le the same action gladly undertake Muf. I with a joyful pride would shed my blood To save a Prince so pious and so good Sult No you shall meet 'em to appease their wrath By your perswasions you may save us both Exit Mufti Solyman Oglar puts on the Robes Oh Oglar I am overcome with shame To take a kindness which I dare not name What I permit must in your own esteem Make me ungrateful and a Coward seem Heard within a noise of all instruments of war clashing of swords firing of Guns shouts and battering of Gates Ogl. Oh Sir the Foes your Pallace gates beat down Your stay exposes both your life and Crown While I about your safety am imploy'd You in a complement will be destroy'd Y. Q. Ah my dear Lord unless you will be gone You make the kindness he intended none Fly Sultan quickly fly for by your sloth Instead of saving one you ruine both Ogl. To the dark Cloyster Sir the way you know Thither you may with ease and safety go Sult You have prevail'd our mighty Prophet send Comfort to us and succour to our friend They embrace Sultaness weeps Exit Sultan Y. Q Farewel my only dearest Lord Farewel Ogl. Come Madam come these clouds you must dispel The Sultans safety should your grief subdue Y. Q. Suppose him safe Sir tears are debts to you Ogl. If you design my kindness to repay Madam it must be done some other way Y. Q. All such ungrateful thoughts I banish hence Your kindness Sir's above all recompence The only poor requital I can make Will be to Love your memory for your sake Ogl. A poor reward indeed Madam must I For the advantage of my memory die 'T is more when I am dead than you can give To injoy your love one minute while I live Y. Q. Of that I hope you did not doubt before I only wish I could express it more Ogl. Kindness in general is love 't is true Y. Q. But mine is more particular to you Ogl. Of common love there many Symptoms are But one of that which is particular I cannot now the time in Courtship spend Madam true love should in injoyment end Give me but that and I can die with joy If not my hated life you twice destroy Y. Q. What sudden madness does your mind distract Would dying Oglar such a mischeif act You die infected and before your death Seek to corrupt me with your poison'd breath O let more generous thoughts possess your mind Be not so cruel when you 've seem'd so kind Ogl. You 've the unkinder cruelty decreed Unless you crown that heart that is to bleed For else I fall the Sultans sacrifice And which is worse am murder'd by your eyes Y. Q. And if I grant what you expect to have I more destroy than I can hope to save I know the Sultan twenty deaths would choose Rather than I one vertuous thought should lose Nor shall our Annals e're of me record She lost her honour to preserve her Lord. Ogl. Madam if you 'l the Sultans death prevent You to my hopes must yield your quick assent Or else I 'le meet the foe and yield him up Who drinks the sweet must taste the bitter Cup For 't is in vain to think I 'le stay and die A foolish Martyr to your Chastity Y. Q. Oh cruel Fate O wretced Sultaness Aside What can I do in this so great distress I subtilly must his lustful heart beguile And hide my wrath in a dissembled smile Ogl. Madam by pausing you deny my suit I go if once the question you dispute He offers to go she holds him Y. Q. Why would you so come Oglar do not chide That I endeavour thus my love to hide There is to modesty a little debt Which I was studying only to forget Do you but go within that private place I le make my self more fit for your imbrace Ogl. Seal Madam your intention with a kiss Salutes her Who would not die so sweet a death as this Madam make haste when in your Arms I lie I Paradise enjoy before I die Retires into a Closset Y. Q. Can Heaven that does the Innocent protect Suffer his hellish Plot to take effect The Gods forbid it and some safeguard send By Mahomet our Prophet and their Friend A great noise without of People shouting Heark by th' approaching Triumphs of the Rout They seem at my deliverance to shout In what a strait I am Heaven only knows Who seek protection from my husbands Foes She runs and opens the door and speaks to Oglar Oh my dear Oglar Oh unhappy chance The rageing Rebels hitherward advance Like envious Messengers of Hell they 're sent Our heaven and our enjoyments to prevent You to the Inner Closet shall retire A place as private as you can desire There will I send the disappointed Rout Missing the Sultan here to find him out So while they are in search of him I 'le find A time to be more happy and more kind Ogl. By your perswasions I am ever sway'd Madam such love must ever be obey'd She goes out as to hide Oglar and returns Y. Q. Oh slow and lingring Rebels how they stay They cannot hurt me now but by delay My Lord is safe and they who did
decree His murder now are come to rescue me She goes off to her Bed Chamber The Scene closes Oglar steals softly on the Stage and looks about him Ogl. I like not the contrivance I am taught Women are ever good at second thought She was compell'd this Stratagem to use 'T was safer to comply than to refuse I 'le fetch the Sultan and secure him here Then will her true or feigned love appear If she intended the kind things she said She will rejoyce to find the Sultan dead How e're he 'l make but an unhappy end Whose life does on one Womans will depend Exit Enter Ipsir and Kuperly Kup. I fear his flight will his destruction prove Great Fabricks cannot without ruin move And on that mischief our sad fate depends For falling Greatness buries all its friends Ips. We must in time endeavour to prevent A danger which we see so imminent E're the Rebellion spread we 'l gain a force Among the Bosnion and Sclavonian Horse Kup. The Asiatick Spahees gain renown Both zealous for the Laurel and the Crown Of their assistance we may rest secur'd And with it be of Victory assur'd Ips. Come on the Empire does begin to bleed The reeking Current must be stopt with speed Brave Prince for thee we 'l spend our latest breath To save thy life or to revenge thy death Exit Enter Oglar in the dark he gropes and lights on the Sultan Ogl. My Lord my Lord Sult Who Oglar Ogl. I Sir I find this place no safety will afford Some Rebel has discover'd you are here They all with Torches and with shouts dray near Sult Oh Oglar let me go and meet their force Since I must die I 'le take the noblest course Ogl. O no! Sir follow me and I 'le provide A place where you may more securely hide That done I hither quickly will return And quench the thirsty rage with which they burn Sult Heaven knows with what unwillingness I go And yet I must since you will have it so They go out and steal in again at the other side of the Stage Oglar hides him in the Closset and Exit After a great noise and shouting without Enter Mufti and Solyman on one side Vizier Bectas Kara Kulcayha and after them several Ianizaries crowding and shouting Alla Alla on the other side Muf. My Lords the Sultan does desire to know From whence your doubts and your disorders grow Is any injur'd let him but complain No man did ever sue to him in vain Viz Mufti we seek no favour at his hands We come not with petitions but demands Solym. What you demand the Sultan wills to hear Bect. That he shall quickly know he need not fear Kul We want his head All. His Head his head his head shout Muf. Why then you rage in vain the Sultan's fled Kar What you in wisdom have convey'd him hence Viz. Then they have both contracted his offence All. Down with them down with them both The People fall on Solyman draws and defends the Mufti they give back the People follow them shouting Alla alla and shoutings Having driven them off return as to the Queens Apartment Crying down with the Doors Exit The Scene the Queens Bed Chamber she comes in veil'd and opens the door They all enter Y Q. My Lords what need you use this violence winningly I neither make resistance nor defence You 'l find that I can tread a rugged path I can do any thing t' appease your wrath Omnes She prates she prates a Mute a Mute a Mute Shout Viz. We have no time with Women to dispute We want the Sultan ask no reasons why It is our pleasure therefore he must die Y. Q. If you resolve it she must die and shall A Prince when by his People left must fall Grant me but time thus to express my grief To the afflicted tears are some relief Now my Love 's conquered e're my Griefs return I 'le yield him up and then take time to mourn His Crime my Lord I shall not mitigate Only I beg I may not see his fate Viz. Let no man dare his Scimitar t' unsheath Nor touch the Sultan upon pain of death Till I command him Madam show the way Revenge with Power joyn'd brooks of no delay The Queen enters the Closet followed by Vizier Bectas Kara and Kulcahai they lead out the Sultan the Queen runs to the other side of the Stage and seems to weep Sult And am I tamely thus to loose my life By the adultrous Treasons of a Wife The Vizier here how causless were my fears My Lord what want these saucy Mutineers Viz. The saucy People want the Sultans Head Sult Poor Sultan hast thou then a Viper fed Ungrateful Viper Villain most accurst Of all my Foes that thou shouldst be the worst Viz. Pish this is childish womanish and vain Your business is to die not to complain Bect. If to the Queen you 've any thing to say Dispatch the people here for Justice stay Omn. Justice Justice Justice They shout Sult My Lords I thank you let the Queen be brought I would commit to her a dying thought The Queen is brought to him she kneels Y. Q. My Lord with sorrow and with shame I kneel Unable to support the weight I feel To think your Wife should to your death consent Of this I hope I shall in time repent Forgive me Sir the rest I speak in tears It was my love was conquer'd by my fears Sult Oh Impudence thy Sexes stain and blot No 't was thy Lust thy treachery begot Y. Q. The Sultan She swounds they run to her and set her in a Chair Sult Adulterous Impudence she makes it strange Did not you mine for Oglars life exchange Now you can swoon but I the care will take From your dissembled sleep you ne're shall wake Take that Offers to stab the Queen Ogler enters in disguize and enterposing receives the blow Villain thou justly to the Shades art sent For daring my just Vengeance to prevent Viz. If this be all the love you bear to her Yet Sir me thinks the name of Murderer They close and disarm him then Manecle him Should dying men from such attempts deter Who is it he has hurt Kar and Kul We cannot learn Viz. Is he so wounded that he cannot speak Ogl. O wretched Oglar thou thy death hast found E're with full joy thy ripen'd hopes were crown'd Omn. The brave Lord Oglar Viz. Oh most strange surprize How came you here or why in this disguize Sult Kind Heaven how strangely just thy Judgmentr are While we accuse thee of mistaken care What on the Author of my shame was meant Thou hast diverted on the Instrument Ogl. Oh Royal Sir forgive me I have been Traytorous to you and to your injured Queen Oh torment of my Soul I cannot die Till some way I repair the injury Oh Queen oh Sultan Groans Viz. Convey the Sultanness and Oglar hence We shall take time t' examine their
Sultan to suspect the Queen Ogl. I feigning Loyalty above the rest The Sultan beg'd my self I might invest In the Imperial Robes that done he fled And left me to be murder'd in his stead This time in tempting of the Queen I spent Who seemingly then granted her consent And hid me in her Closet lest the Rout Might unexpected come and find me out Intending when they came to bring me thence Justly to suffer for my insolence This when my jealous heart began to fear I brought the Sultan back and plac'd him there Who finding the base treachery believ'd The Queen and I his murder had contriv'd This truth my dying heart could not conceal Confession does in part the torment heal Forget great Queen forget the injury And with the Traitor let his Treasons dy dies Y. Q. A wretch so villanous did never live Shall I my Husband's murderer forgive Never But while I think of punishment The villain dies my vengeance to prevent My Lords I hope my Innocence is clear'd From all those stains which on my Soul appear'd Muft. Madam we likewise hope you 'l pardon us Whose over-acted Zeal accus'd you thus Sol. And from our Swords expect what can be done To save your Person and enthrone your Son Ips. This is our duty and shall be our care While you these last solemnities prepare Y. Q. My Lords I 'm debtor to your Loyalty It shows your love to my dead Lord and me Reveng'd by you tho Ibrahim be slain In his Son's virtue he shall live again But O the whining love of the Old Queen Her feign'd affection has the Author been Of this sad murder Wo to the Nations where such night-Owls Sing They 're the ill Omens to the Deaths they bring Like hasty Ravens with a Croking joy Ex. omnes the Sult and They sing their Obsequies whom they destroy Ogl. carried off ACT IV. SCENE I. Queen Mother Bectas Bect. THe deed is tho with difficulty done We 're of our Sultan rid you of your Son The safest way that I cou'd think of since T' establish you is to enthrone the Prince To this the Royalists consenting are He shall the Title you the Office bear Q. M. Nay any trouble for my Country's good Kind Heav'n preserve us all from guiltless blood 'T is true the Child is yet a harmless thing But a good Prince may make a Tyrant King Bect. Yet he can do no harm the way we know To clip his Wings before his Talons grow Q M. Nay honest Bect as what please Heav'n and you I am for giving every man his due I 'l do and teach him all the good I can Exit Enter Kara and Kulcaiha Bect. My Lords what news Kul We find the Fo at least of equal force They match in Foot and they exceed in Horse Kar The face of all the outward Court they spread They seem by Order and by Courage led Bect. 'T will be unsafe to fight 'em we must try If upon any terms they will comply Rebels and Traitors find it to their cost When beaten once they are for ever lost Enter Mufti Muft. My Lords you see I trust my self once more With those who rashly sought my life before I am the man the Royal party sends To know if ye will be the Prince his Friends For the dead Emp'ror our farther strise Will nought avail to call his back to life 'T will please his Ghost to see his Off-spring reign More than to meet a thousand of you slain Their arms with you they 'l willingly lay down And meet with joy young Mahomet to Crown Bect. To such Proposals Sir w' are all agreed We are not pleas'd to see the Empire bleed The Forces are no longer theirs nor ours Both joyning shall become the Emperours Muf. Sir by the fair compliance which you make You shew you ne're act ill but by mistake This news all discontented hearts will ease So fair a concord must both parties please Thus what begun in grief shall end in joy And the red morning prove a glorious day Exit Bect Beyond what e're we hop'd kind Heav'n do's bless All our endeavours with a strange success The Sultan being young they will think fit The Government of all things to commit To Kiosem whose skill in such affairs Renders her fit to serve our Turn and theirs Then will the Emperour be within our pow'r When she commands and guides the Emperour Exeunt Enter Vizier alone with a bloody dagger he starts and looks back Viz. Hush the soft footsteps of his Ghost I hear There he comes Why so ghastly do'st appear Be gone and vanish or I sink to th' ground That look my bleeding heart to death does wound O Sultan stay a while and I 'le come And be a part'ner with thee in thy tomb My guilty heart is lost in fear and shame My joys destroy'd by him by whom they came Rash Fool Rogue Coward Villain and what worse Thy own and thy Friend's Foe the Empire's Curse O Love accursed Love thou' rt blind indeed How could I hope the Sultan to succeed His Children claim that right or had he none The bloody Tartar must ascend the Throne Yet silly I by senseless Passion led Could hope to be the Turkish Empire's head O Flatra thou hast fed this foolish flame And thou must share the mischeif and the blame Exit Scene draws Flatra is discover'd habited in the Rober of a Sultaness sitting in a Chair of State and Lentesia in dumb shew making obeisance as if she were Empress then they enter Fla. With what an awful Majesty we walk How well do we become this graceful Stalk When from such hight we cast an eye below The Tribe of Peasants but like Pigmies shew Lentesia Len. Madam Fla. Let it be your care This night our Royal Nuptials to prepare To morrow with a most triumphant noise Our Lord is crown'd and with him all our joys Len. Heaven grant those joys may never know an end I hope your Majesty will be my Friend Fla. I my Lentesia we shall take delight Thy love and thy obedience to requite Enter Vizier with a bloody Dagger Welcome Dread Sir With a Majestick greatness now you look Methought the Pallace at your entrance shook The bloody Scepter which my Lord does bring Befits the Courage of a Warlike King Our self its force no longer can withstand And her you us'd to court you now command Viz. O cursed power of Beauty and of Love She does my heart to new Rebellion move I 'm by her Charms a strange conversion taught For I repent repenting of my fault Fla. Come Royal Sir those Clouds you must dispel On whom you frown their ruin you foretel And I shall be afraid to trust those Seas Whose swelling rage I cannot first appease Viz. Hazards are sometimes mask'd in pleasing forms And Syrens prove more dangerous than storms Fla. You seem offended Sir pray tell me where Those pleasing storms and dangerous Syrens are Viz. O had I pow'r
to tell her that there lie More than ten thousand Syrens in each eye I cannot they are such as strike me dumb And from my silence must my Shipwrack come Aside Fla. What makes you Sir thus like a Mute appear Are you to be my Executioner Viz. I am not now what e're I had design'd None can harm her that is not deaf and blind Aside Enter Bectas Kara and Kulcaiha Bect. Madam your gracious pardon we intreat That we must both your hopes and ours defeat We must in policy our Arms lay down And for the present the young Sultan Crown But we this night his murder have decreed Then 't is resolv'd the Vizier shall succeed Viz Deluded fool believe him not he Lies How I these fawning Parasites despise Hoodwink'd Ambition how she is misled Yet calls them Friends by whom she is buffeted Fla. What e're I suffer your affection cures I 've no ambition but of being yours Viz. O Charming Syren I must stop that breath Thou never canst be mine except in death Sink and go out you captivated Eyes You charmed ears be deaf to all her cries Now to Ambition I shall put an end Squeezeth his Eyes and stops his Ears Fla. Help murder help what doth my Lord intend Viz. 'Cause you love Honor and a Crown so well I do intend you shall go Reign in Hell Lays hold on her All. O hold Sir Pretending to hinder him Viz. Go dissembling Villains go Pretend not kindness here you 'd have it so Stabs her they run to assist her Rascals you shall prepare to follow her I to her Court will all of you prefer How hard a task my heart has undertook You Gods how killing is that dying look Her eyes send forth a most bewitching light As dying creatures mischievously bite Enter in hast Q. M. and Lentesia Q. M. My daughter slain Len. Alas poor Sultanâ—ess Q. M. Which of you dâ—d this murder act confess Viz. O pious Beldam you are so devout 'T was I that acted what you brought about Q. M. The mans distracted between sin and shame 'T is well Heav'n knows how innocent I am Viz. Heav'n knows 't was by your own appointment done The same hands kill'd the Daughter and the Son Fla. O I am dead and by a subject slain But shall I not have time one hour to reign Yet make him Emperor before I go Or if you cannot make him call him so But fancy must your unkind sloth supply For in conceit I will an Empress dy Dies Q. M. Len. She 's dead They set her in a Chair and weep over her Kar What think you Sir is to this murder due Viz. Nothing you villains but rewards from you Bect. Come without doubt the Princess did provoke The Vizier ere he gave that fatal stroke Viz. No without doubt the Princess did not Sir For they who kill'd the Sultan murder'd her Bectas Kara and Kulcaiha whisper Kul Puh he despairs we must contrive his fall For if we spare him he 'l destroy us all Viz. What now your Choler does begin to work O how you hate a tender conscienc'd Turk They whisper again and advance towards him with their hands on their swords Then you 've concluded on my destiny And t is decreed amongst you I must die They all draw assault him By your base hands villains stand off for know This is the hand must give the fatal blow Stabs himself dead Now Flatra I have reveng'd thy death Q. M. and Lâ—n squeak For you I 'le cure ye with my dying breath On each Traytorous head let swift vengeance fall Hottest plagues consume rot and damn ye all Q. M. My Lords what mean those insolencies here Bect. Come come the Vizier's dead you need not ear Madam there may be danger in delay Kar We must these Bodies secretly convey To your Apartment lest by our neglect The World should us of murd'ring them suspect Q. M. 'T is true we may be wrougfully accus'd Our Prophet knows how I have been abus'd Weeps And where opinions are so weakly built Suspicion we should shun as well as guilt Exeunt with the Bodies Enter Mufti Solyman Aga Ipsir and Kuperli Kup. I fear the fair complying he pretends Is but to make the Foes he fears his Friends Ips. We need not at his friendship much rejoyce He makes it of necessity not choice Sol. The same necessity is ours in part Friendship my Lords at Court is grown an Art Here vows and protestations have no sorce Your Servant and your Slave are words of course What e're they say we are not to believe He 's the best Courtier that can best deceive Muf. Our ends we gain what ever they design If all to Crown young Mahomet will joyn To choose a Successor to us belongs We must leave him to right the Sultan's wrongs Exeunt Enter Queen Mother and Young Queen Q. M. In the misfortune I 've the greatest share Daughter none knows a tender Mother's care Weeps I bury'd Achmet yet the death of him Ne're went so near my heart as Ibrahim Y. Q. I am a Mother and have been a Wife Yet ever found it an unequal strife For had the Gods decreed it I had chose My Child much rather than my Lord to lose Q. M. Shou'd Heaven that Tryal of your patience make I fear you 'd be convinc'd of your mistake Y. Q. Madam while these misfortunes you suggest You add more grief to my afflicted breast I look to see that fury which begun With the good Sultan fall upon his Son Q. M. Kind Heaven divert thee from such thoughts as these Distrust my Child is the Soul 's worst disease A mortal symptom when we once dispair We the true Prophets of our ruins are Y Q. The fatal Prophesies come all from you Who always find a way to make 'em true Q. M. O Heav'ns that e're her Soul by madness taught Shou'd entertain so barbarous a thought Weeps Sure 't is beyond distraction to believe The strange Chymera's that it does conceive Come Daughter come compose your self to rest And let more gentle thoughts possess your breast Causlesly hated wrongfully accus'd Was ever Woman by her Friends so us'd Weeps Y. Q. What a false floud she weeps I in that Nile Discern the base dissembling Crocodile When you 'd destroy like them abroad you come If you are sorry e'en go weep at home Q. M. My duty to my Children I must pay If you will alwayes doubt my love you may Dear Child kind Heaven provide your Son and you A kinder Mother and a Friend more true Exit weeping Y. Q. Alas what Amulet can us defend From the sad mischeifs that her prayers attend The Witch prays backward if she prays at all Her tears like Mildew blast where e're they fall So she appear'd before the Sultan fell And left behind just such a sulph'rous smell And sure that breath which blasted fruit full grown Will take off blossoms not yet fully blown I wish
they would forbear to crown my Son I fear they raise him but to pluck him down How happy Peasants in their Children are They 're free from greatness danger and from care So happy shou'd we be to live below If with less pomp we might more quiet know But to the Gods my self I must commit I know what 's pleasant they know what is fit Exit After shouts and acclamations without the Scene being drawn young Mahomet is discover'd on a Throne in Imperial Robes attended by Mufti Solyman Aga Ipsir Kuperli Bectas Kara Kulcahai and several others who upon the opening of the Scene make their obeisance and cry Long live Sultan Mahomet Hon the fourth Then they all enter and after a hush made the Sultan speaks Mah. My Lords and Gentlemen I thank you since m' unhappy Father's dead That you are pleas'd to chuse me in his stead My Lords I thank you that you have suppli'd Me and the Empire with so wise a Guide I ask no power greater than you give I ask no boon but that he may not live By whose Rebellious hand my Father di'd 'T is a request too just to be deni'd They all bow in token of compliance And if you please my Lords I 'le recommend This Gentleman my Father's dearest Friend Kuperli bows To that imployment I believe he 'll be Equally kind to you and just to me Mufti Soly. and Ipsir bow Bect. Kara and Kul seem discontented As to all other matters that relate To Polities in Government or State I yield they 're things above my years and skill I leave 'em all to the Queen-Mothers will So of her love and your advice assur'd From Foes and Rebels I shall rest secur'd All. Long live Sultan Mahomet Han the Fourth Exit Sultan follow'd by Mufti Soly. Viz and Ipsir Manent Bectas Kara and Kulcaiha advance on Stage Kara A Boy a Child he Viziers constitute Nay then 't is time his power to dispute Kul Suppose the Vizier had been still alive Must we our Leader up to Justice give Bect. You talk Kara Yes and that done 't is ods they wou'd have cry'd Follow your leader so must we have di'd Kul Nay ten to one our turn will be the next 'T is but a nat'ral gloss upon the Text. Bect. You are so hot pray Gentlemen be cool Kara Nay you were all o'fire to Crown the Fool. Bect. Puh then my Masters we shall ne're have done Can we who kill'd the Father die by th' Son Kul Doubtless the Youngster has design'd it thus So we must die by him or he by us Bect. Why he must die and 't is resolv'd he shall But you want patience to expect his fall We 'll call a Divan privately to night And the new Vizier thither we 'll invite Who either to his Murder must assent Or be a sharer in his punishment Kara Husht Enter to them Kuperli Ipsir and Solyman Kuper My Lord you see th' Imperial firm we bring Subscrib'd both by the Mother-Queen and King Gives Bectas a Paper 'T is for the Viziers execution And we are straitly charg'd to see it done To others he has granted to enjoy Their lives their fortunes and the same imploy Hoping that when his mercy they discern They will new duty and obedience learn Bect. The Mufti Sir did promise none shou'd die How e're to show how far we will comply With your desires the Vizier newly fled Shall be brought back again alive or dead Ex. Bect. Kara Kal. Ipsir Go Traytors go their Visage still retains Under that Loyal Paint Rebellious stains When they again a fit occasion find You 'l see which way the Villains are inclin'd Soly. Sir they are men we never car'd to trust Then 't was not what we wou'd but what we must Now they are smaller Wheels and move with ease Faster or slower as the greater please Ipsir Yet rusty and disorder'd Wheels too small To move the rest have pow'r to stop 'em all Kup. My Lords in States men I 've observ'd it oft The smooth and oily only swim aloft While those who of their Princes safety think And not their own turn solid fools and sink Ipsir 'T is very true none prosper well of late But the meer Rogues the Weather-cocks of State The Wealth which in Rebellious times they gain'd Has favour in succeeding Courts obtain'd The Royalist in vain to Court does go The Rogue that made him needy keeps him so Soly. I hope and doubt not but you generous Sir Will only such as well deserve prefer On you alone the Empires hopes depend You the Kings Safeguard and the Subjects Friend Kup. I 'll tell you Sir we blame the Emperour Sometimes for things that are not in his pow'r In spight of him and his 't was so of old And 't is so still Preferment goes with Gold We never can with all our care avoid But some rich Villains will be still imploid Ipsir I Sir you see with all that we cou'd do These Rogues get Pardon and Preferment too The Men for gain and Women for their sport Prefer a thousand Rascals to the Court Enter Bectas Kara and Kulcaiha with the Viziers Head as if they were wounded Bect. Sir he resisted so we cou'd contrive No way to bring him back with us alive By this I hope you are convinc'd he 's dead For all who knew the Vizier know his Head Kuperli takes his head in his hand Kup. This is that subtil Head that understood How to be great and ev'ry thing but good Nay that he knew but knowledge was his curse He knew the better but he chose the worse Soly. He seems to frown How di'd he penitent Some time you shou'd have given him to repent Kara He with such gallant resolution di'd That in his death his life he justifi'd Ipsir Damn'd Impudence by my consent you shou'd All justifie your Treason with your bloud Aside I to the Sultan will this Head convey Perhaps he 'l now be wrought upon t' obey Kup. I 'll tell the King how much you are his Friends He 'll for this action make you some amends Ipsir Amends hang em Exeunt with the Head all but Bectas Kara and Kulcaiha Bect. Bubbles meer Bubbles these are hopeful Youths To trust our Lies who won't believe their Truths Kara Poor easie Gulls when e're they see their blood Like Children whipt they think 't is for their good Kul Nay we shall quickly find 'em fresh assaults If once they learn to thank us for our faults They a fine Sheepish Principle maintain To live in quiet and at last be slain Bect. They shall they shall they are for slaughter fit They 'l give us thanks for teaching of 'em wit Repenting at their deaths of living well They go at last like pious fools to Hell Exeunt ACT V. SCENE I. Enter Solyman Mufti Ipsir and Vizier Kuperli Ipsir JAnizar Aga for the Vizier send What can this saucy impudence intend Why a Divan to night
The Queen to night a Banquet does prepare And I believe they are expected there For to her Lodgings as I took my round The Privy-Garden door unlock'd I found For which I cou'd no reason understand But that 't was left so by the Queens Command Mufti And all her Rooms seem hung with joyful light That guilds the chearful face of vanquish'd Night Repeated Healths they drink and Glasses large By Musick quickned every time they charge Kup. Their Songs the Prologues of their Slaughters are Like Trumpets when they sound a point of War Mufti This only opportunity we have Our Lord's our own and Childrens lives to save Let us with haste to the young Sultan go To tell him all we fear and all we know That back'd with his Authority we may Meet with no Guards t' oppose us in our way So we an easie Conquest shall obtain While they unarm'd resist us but in vain Soly. To night we must the fatal quarrel end On this one action all our hopes depend Which if succesful brings a double good Preserves our Princes Crown and Peoples blood Exeunt Sene drawn discovers the Y. Queen and Sultan asleep on a Pallet At the opening of the Scene they awake and come on the Stage Y. Q. How slept my Son and Lord did not you find A pleasing Greatness hanging on your mind Between the weight and lustre of a Crown Were you not lifted up and then cast down Mah. Madam Alas I find the Dreams of Kings And those of Subjects are far different things Before some sport my Childish Soul possest Which now I find with manly cares deprest Then did I entertain my mind with toys But now I dream of things unfit for Boys Y. Q. What dream't my sweetest Lord Mah. Madam methought Your self and I were to a Valley brought Solemn obscure and private separate From all the World and stil'd the House of Fate There at our entrance I my Father met He look'd so pale methinks I see him yet Y. Q. In what a sweet amazement he appears His courage gives a lustre to his tears Mah. By him there sat a Monarch all of Bone His Scepter was a Dart a Tomb his Throne This angry Prince in smiles with horrour mixt On both of us his hollow Sockets fixt And my poor Father shook his careful Head As I conceive he wou'd have had us fled I cry'd and strove but fear withheld me so Methought I wanted pow'r and strength to go Y. Q. O where will this unlucky Omen end What can such Dreams in such a Child portend Mah. At last the Prince his fatal arm held out Then drew it back as if he were in doubt Whether 't were best my life to take or save When loe a Shape more aged and more grave One that more pity had and more command Stept in and bad him stay his doubtful hand Daughter said he to you and Child to me Return till Seventy Nine and Eighty Three You have no business here go live and Reign Who my Decrees oppose oppose in vain Y. Q His kindness somewhat does abate my fear How arm'd and how attir'd did he appear Mah. From his bald head hung down a Lock before His hand an uncouth crooked weapon bore Upon his shoulders two fair Wings there grew In haste he seem'd and while he spoke he flew Y. Q. If I interpret not your dream amiss There lies a pretty mystery in this Mah. If dreams have in them any thing divine I wou'd be glad to know th' event of mine Y. Q. My Lord the Skeleton you saw was death The Valley so obscure the shades beneath Old time was he that all his care employ'd To save you ready then to be destroy'd And having got the advantage in the strife Promis'd to give you many years of life Mah. Had he his kindness spar'd I 'd been content I 'm sure I ne're can die more innocent Enter a Woman attendant who seems to tell the Queen something of importance in sign Y. Q. More ill news to disturb our short delight What can their business be so late at night Enter Mufti Solyman Ipsir Kuperli and several others Muf. We come Dread Sir to shew your Cause we own And to secure your Person and your Throne Ips. This is the minute which if you neglect A sudden ruin Sir you must expect Mah. My Lords can you a remedy advise When you have told me where the danger lies Kup. Sir 't is the chiefest of Physitians laws In all distempers to remove the cause Some superficial cures this State has found We never search'd the bottom of the wound Solym. The gangrin Sir through the chief limbs is spread And will 't is fear'd e're morning reach the head Y. Q. There 's danger in these mysteries of State I alwayes dread a way that 's intricate Mah. My Lords I question not your skill or care Methinks your terms of Art mysterious are Kup. Great Sir my self more fully to explain While the Queen lives you cannot safely reign 'T was she that did your Father's death contrive T is she that will not suffer you to live Yet she her Hellish Treasons does conceal Under false love and counterfeited zeal Mah. Sir do not her your self or me abuse Nor falsly aged Innocence accuse Kup. I do not Sir what I affirm is true I never ly'd but once to rescue you Bectas by her command grown impudent To the Divan for me in private sent And there his bloody Treason he began Of Murdering you and Crowning Solyman This with the Queen's authority he back'd And this to morrow he resolves to act Y. Q. My dearest Lord now call your Dream to mind This is that very time that was so kind And you must either quickly be advis'd Or look by sudden death to be surpris'd Mah. If they a strength more pow'rful have than mine What shall we do to hinder their design Muf. Sir to the Queen's Apartment we must go Kup. There we unlook'd for shall suprise the Fo Whose slender force we shall with ease destroy While they are overcharg'd with Wine and joy And if with them we apprehend the Queen Sir you may guess how guilty she has been Mah. Go and if possible a way contrive To bring the Queen with all her Friends alive So shall our sentence on our Laws be built And they find Deaths proportion'd to their guilt Succeeding times of them shall never say That Power but Justice took their lives away Ips. For a free passage Sir so late at night Your Signet Royal will be requisite Lest while the Centinels and outward Guard Dispute our pow'r they our design retard Muf. My Lord unless my slender Judgment fail Paper Comissions nothing will avail You with this pass port safely and unseen Gives him a Key May go to th' inward Lodgings of the Queen Else you may Conquer but can ne're Surprise For that way they expect no Enemies Y. Q Mufti I think you have no business there You by