Actus Quarti ACT V. SCENE I. Enter the Emperour Barnagasso chain'd Zaraida Zanhaga and Guards Zaraida in disshevell'd hair intreats the Emperour Zar. OH spare him spare him spare my Husband's Life His Blood can't make you Beautiful to me 'T will paint you worse than horrid Monsters are Why will you kill him then O cruel King Is that the way to Love because he 's mine He dyes how can I love his Murderer My Eyes are weak they cannot look on Blood That colour makes me weep my Heart 's so soft Like our quick plant from a rude touch it flyes But kindly opens to the gentle hand More mercy and less Blood might do much more Aside Oh! I d say any thing to save his Life Which I have brought to such a shameful Death Oh could we now but dye with Honour I were blest Bar. Forgive me love if I reproach thee now My Friend too who disswaded me from Death See what your pray'rs have done I was unjust When I would end this miserable Life Oh my Prophetick fears are true 't was once My own to dye the happy minute fled Unheeded by the slighted Friend will ne're return Now lead me where you please to death which ne're Can come too soon to a wise man lead on Zar. Why hast you so my Lord Death is not slow To come can you leave me for death Emp. My Love admits of no delay speak Fair Accept my flame and he shall live live great But for your self good Gods the Earth shall groan Millions of Slaves shall sweat in her rich veins Slaves who are born and dye in Golden Mines Their e'ry stroke shall cleave an Empire forth The rough form'd â—ass shall loose it 's close embrace The Embryo Gold shall from the Womb be torn And shall by curious art be form'd a new By pray'rs or force I will enjoy your charms Zar. Vain Promises you ask so high a price The Universe's now worth what I must give Bar. Vain Promises you ask so high a price The Universe's now worth what I must give Bar. Spare all thy tears Zaraida spare thy sighs My life 's not worth the Ransom he requires Zar. Oh cruel King are you a Man yet bear Unmov d what bent the stormy Winds and Seas My face alone could calm their Rage but now Nor that nor tears nor sighs can move your Breast My voice has lost it's sweetness now Oh call The Winds and Waves call them not cruel now No more be they accurst for they were kind Much kinder than the cursed Monster Man Em. 'T is you are cruel now curse on 't I could Force her Love but then I 've imperfect joy Aside Have you thought To Zar. Zar. Yes I have thought Emp. And what is the result Zar. That if one crime can sink a Soul to Hell Where will thy World of Murders hurry thee Emp. To Heav'n poor fool where should great Jamoan go Zar. What for Murder Emp. Ask thy self that if common Murder sinks Where must thou go whose hands are dipp'd In a fond Husbands Blood Bar. Why dost thou sport Almighty justice thus Think'st thou such slight evasions weigh with Heav'n Emp. If they weigh here I look no further Aside How can you call me cruel yet endure Your Husbands limbs by drawing Engines stretch'd His Veins drawn fine as silken wefts His Blood inflam'd by journeyiâ—â— on now finds A longer course renew'd and now it's dams Broke down irregularly runs forc'd up To the last limits of that little world It under dyes the white with scarlet streakes The snowy Corps blushes at the disgrace Can you bear this without reluctancy Zar. Oh do you know so well the pains o' th' rack And yet can cruelly design him there Emp. And now he curses Heav'n that made him young For life in youth is rivetted more close To the Inwrapping Flesh Now he roars loud with more than Lyons rage And now he flings his Body forward on The rack provoking Death who bears his taunts And servilely attends my nod O life Wretched indeed when Death so terrible To Humane thoughts is languish'd for Bar. Were it yet more wretched I have a Soul To bear it all cease then to threat and do Emp. The burning Vessel now boyls o're he foams And froths at mouth he struggles with the choaking stench His Eye-balls strain'd crack their suspending threads And from their splinter'd jaggy roots a deluge flows Nature quite tir'd with passion raves no more Yet still the Body huggs th' unwilling Soul In fond Embraces locks the Spirit fast Thristing for Separation Can you be Yet unmov'd at this description Alas You little know the thousand pains he bears Zar. O Gualata Now I feel I fear for you My Female-Courage trembles at the thoughts Yet I 'll not shrink a jot from Virtues Rules Nor give this Beauty to that Tyrants Arms Tho at my first Embrace thy pains should cease Bar. Where are ye Gods if the loud fall of two Such mighty wrecking Orbs can't rouze your souls Awake nor let a Mortal brave ye thus Em. Think Can you bear to see him piece-meal torn His angry flesh wrench'd from th' unwilling bones His Bowels ript while Life yet shivers there His big heart dancing in a Sea of Blood Shall first be mash'd then thrown into his Face Zar. I cannot think it thought startles at it Em. I 'll aid your barren Imagination I 'll lead you where your eyes shall straight behold That horrour which your lagging fancy could not reach Zar. Hold hold tho all your arts can't make me yield I 've heard enough to dye farewell Swoons Bar. That thou wert dead indeed there all my fears Would end the weary Soul retires for ease Em. By Heav'ns a lucky opportunity Bear her to the Royal Bed and him to Death Bar. Oh stay no pow'r shall force me hence till she Revive Zaraida Curse on my weak Voice Why was 't not loud as Whirl-winds Tempests roar Oh that my Chains could ring a loud alarm To wake the sleeping Gods and her Where Father where Oh that my Teeth my Nails could straitway dig Quite through this Globe to find the wand'ring God! What shall I do to save her from his Lust I 'll wake or crush her Soul out with my weight Rushes upon her Zar. Oh Barnagasso Am I once more here Thus let my Kisses breath my Soul into Waking gets between his Arms. Your Body that we may together dye Bar. Oh Love nor Hell nor Heav'n shall part us now Emp. Then Earth shall Guards force her from him or Racks Unheard of be your Fate unbind him first He struggles Then force her from her hold As they unbind him he snatches a Sword and holds her in his left hand Bar. Now I am loose no Power shall bind my Hands again Em. Curse on my Dalliance it has ruin'd all Bar. See King my Fate is now my own but I Will live live to revenge my self by Heav'ns 'T is ominous 't is the
below Caelest We above are for 't too Both. Well then it must be so What Mortal can withstand What Heav'n and Hell command Pr. Then must Gualata dye Spir. Yes Gualata must dye Pr. And must Zaraida yield Spir. Yes Zaraida must yield Pr. What if she should deny Spir. Then force her to comply Dance here which ended the Caeles ascend and Infernal decend singing Emp. It shall be so I love to see the Gods Jocose a sign they 're pleas d to serve my Love The Captive King shall dye as fate Commands And what my Father sent me shall be mine Zan. 'T is fit your Majesty should please your self The Ghost of Dafila rises between ' em Daf. Is it so Father but you 're mine no more My Soul disdams to pay my Bodies Debt Pr. Good Heav'ns what make he straggling here uncall'd Gho. Uncall'd indeed by thee as were all Spirits else For since your own can serve why should you trouble us Thy cheat's too gross to pass on Heav'nly Minds Scarce had I past the lagging hindmost Stars When loe our Mighty God my Voyage stop My Priest said he forgetting all respect To Right preferring present Gold to future Heav'n Reverses my decrees and wrests my Will Divides those hearts I 've joyn'd and takes the fair From Barnagasso whom my Soul admires Hast to my lov'd Gualata hast thence hie And to the Emperour declare my Will Tell him the Fair must be Gualata's Wife Thus spoke the God I all Obedience flew And now my Soul is eager to return I must be gone resolve t' obey or dye Zan. Poor superstitious Boy Pri. O that my Charms Could bind his Soul in Hell for this affront Emp. This Boy has shock'd my Soul in vain I love If Heav'n oppose in vain are all my Arts And yet for he was Treacherous on Earth Perhaps he but deceives me now the Priest Sings most melodious to my Ears his Voice Like a deluding Syren leads me on Avert the Omen Heav'n but this is true This I am sures a Ghost the Boy I kill'd Whom thwarted Heav'n has on this errand sent The others are but counterfeited shapes Spirits too complaisant to cross my Will But shall I loose her for a Childish Ghost Her whom I love No it is fixt this Night I 'll grasp the Fair how then shall Heavn ' be serv'd As far as Love permits I will obey Go tell the Prince what Fate commands yet that My Mercy interceeds if he will yield her mine To Zan. That part o' th' Oracle his Life I 'll spare If not this night he must submit to Fate Exeunt severally SCENE changes to another Apartment of the Palace Enter Barnagasso and Zaraida Bar. How happy my Zaraida are we thus Belov'd of Heav'n when Guardian Spirits watch And Gods grow careful of our lives what harm Can hurt us now since they detect the cheat Let Priests damn on kind Heav'n will ward the blow Zar. All their mask'd Spirits are impostours found Their mystick clew kind Heav'n untwists the youth How wisely Heav'n appoints its Instruments Who serv'd us when alive serves us in death Oh we will gratefully our Tribute pay Or Crown'd or Chain'd we will Religious be But did this Messenger no more disclose Bar. He seem'd to hope yet doubted Fates decree He bade me be my self in all Distress Let Honour lead my thoughts he said no more Nor needed he This was advice enough Fear not my Love no pow'r can part us now Hell dare not and sure Heav'n will never change Zar. Here comes one will endeavour it Enter to them Zanhaga Bar. Well how has Heav'n dispos'd of me am I To live or dye Say thou Ambassadour Zan. 'T is true both Hell and Heav'n have mark'd you dead Nay have requir'd it as the only means To save our selves but yet our gracious King Unus'd to Cruelty dares to offend On Mercy 's side and mitigate your Doom Thus says our Monarch if the Fair will yield I will Restore your Crowns and be your Friend Nor think this hard since Fate design'd her mine And asks your Life for your Presumptious Love But that he spares demanding only her Bar. Can he at once both give and take my Life Thinks he the Body lives without the Soul Hence Trifler with thy self-refuting speech But say was it not fear extorted this Which now you lay on Mercy was there not A Boy who gave the lye to your false Oracles A most unwelcome Guest at your repast Zan. Since you misconstrue thus my Masters Love Hear what his Mercy when Rejected can Tho Heav'n it self should justifie your claim He 'd still go on and force her to his Bed Lay hold on Mercy e're it be too late Or she must yield this Night or you must dye Zar. Where where 's the King my tears shall bend his mind Oh I will do what honour can permit To save my Dear my Barnagasso's like Bar. Is it then possible you 'll leave me thus Zar. You are unkind my Lord to mention it Bar. Stay then and bear with me what Heav'n appoints Back to your King this answer give tell him He knows me not or he had spar'd his gift I can as bravely spurn those Lands as he can give As for Zaraida tell him nought of her Lest he should think I could be so debas'd As but to ve ask'd my self to part with her Alas tho in a Storm we often throw The nearest Jewel o're we still preserve our selves And what art thou but my immediate self Embaces her Go tell thy Master I 'm prepar'd for Fate Yes I will dye but how is yet to be resolv'd Exit cum Zaraida Manent Zanhaga Solus Zan. The manner of your Death 's not much to me So you but dye I thrist not after Blood But as a servile ladder to my hopes Which I have now infallibly dispos'd And shall by night have reach'd the top what now Remains since you 're secure but Jamoans life That ta'en each Loyal head shall straight be lopp'd I 'll throw this Rubbish in to drink their Blood Lest as Fools say my Throne should slipp'ry be This Mortar shall cement my walls not Blood Of Bulls more sure Fate prosper this design And Victims Blood shall make your Altars shine Exit Finis Auctus Tertii ACT IV. SCENE I. SCENE continues Enter Barnagasso Solus Bar. IF Death but ends Despair why all this noise Were it indeed to cease to be to leave This gawdy something be resolv'd to nough Yet were it better than unhappy life He who enjoys a pleasing Privacy We count most Blest because he 's at quiet there And what is quiet but the next degree To nought but one step further there 's nothing Nothing is quiet in Perfection A voice Zaraida sings our Elegies Voice within I 'll listen to her Airs but I should not For they 're so sweet they 'll draw me from my thoughts Of Death and charm me back to Life again He retires to
no more his Age Reflected on the Battels which his youth had won With envious Pride survey'd his Wounds inspir'd by these Like one in Renovating Juices steep'd His Soul rowz'd from it's Lethargy shook off Inglorious ease and boldly call'd for War But Fate design'd his Soul for rest he dy'd And with his Crown Entail'd the War On Barnagasso which he lead eager on resolv'd To hazard all for her Reliefe But soon your Brother stopp'd this Rapid Flood O'repow'rd with numbers this Invading King Whom now in Triumph he to Tombu leads Daf. By Heaven's this Story Warms and Cools me too My Youthful blood boyls at the Thoughts of VVar And yet I 'm cold to think our Emperour Should force such softness from her Virgin Flame How glorious would it be to curb his Love And give her Body where her Soul is plac'd Zan. You shew your self a Novice every way This Fair unknown has such Inviting Charms As may excuse the boldest Ravisher Daf. Oh Father you mistake her Eyes would turn His savage heart he 'd Adoration pay To that Fair Shrine which he could not pollute Zan. Yours is Aereal love not fit for Kings Whose grosser apetites descend so low That but to purchase for themselves a moments bliss They 'd sacrifice the quiet of anothers life But you should check my Boy this cheating flame Should this be known your head must answer it Daf. 'T is hard to dye for what we cannot help All Sects are pleas'd their God should be ador'd Why then should mighty Jamoan disallow my love Zan. Take heed you 're in the Court where ev'n your looks Are too severely scann'd no word but 's screw'd To a forc'd meaning I must to the King Whom I begin to view with envious Eyes The growing mischief rolls disjointed here Aside Pointing to his Head And wants a moments thought to ripen it My Child stay not long after me the King Expects you to make up the Court to day Exit Dafila Solus Daf. Is it a fault to love in one so young What pity 't is so sweet a bliss should not Be lawful too Why does my duty bid me hold When I designe no ill What crime can I Commit who only strive to please yet Heav'n Pardon my years if you will count it Sin All youths have their one fault and love is mine Exit SCENE drawn discovers the Emperour on an Imperial Throne Zanhaga Dafila who enters in the midst of the dance c. a Warlike Dance ended they come forward Emp. Sound there sound louder yet your brazen notes Let ev'ry accent reach the Thrones above Stop our bright Father with repeated charms Let him look down and see his sporting Son Crown'd a victorious King a mortal God Zan. What more could he himself have done From his high hopes you hurl'd young Gualata down And in exchange for Scepters gave him chains Emp. My weari'd People by his chains I freed Africk no more shall tremble with alarms Nor Babes be hush'd with Barnagasso's name Curs'd be that name more curst my General Who spar'd his life What hindr'ed him t o've lopp'd The haughty boy and made my joys compleat But there 's a spiteful Daemon haunts my rest Which in my greatest sweets still mingles gall And makes ev'n Nectar poyson to my taste Zan. Curse on his pleading honour say I too It breaks my well wrought measures all my Arts And when by studied politiques I 've won A Crown his aery notions idely throw The jewel from him Emp. Had curs'd Gualata dy'd I needed not have feign'd that lye with which I would delude Zaraida's heart flatter'd My love with hopes that she despairing ere To see him more might cast her ey 's with pity down On me 't is true my heart unus'd to shifts Started within me at the base design My Monarch Soul disdain'd th' unworthy trick But love prevail'd and I by Proxy told The Lye which my own tongue refus'd tell me How did Zaraida take the news you bore Daf. I found her in a thoughtful posture lay'd Where nothing that but look'd like joy appear'd She list'ned carefully to th' tale I told And ever as I mention'd Barnagasso dropt A Sigh let fall a tear which were he dead Might bribe the Gods to give him back again With doubtful answers her fond hopes I fed Till wearied with uncertainty she begg'd me give The blow as Fate had sent it her But when I feign'd the story of his death I us'd such apt expressions to deceive Her faith that she dissolv d in tears retir'd And told me they were so intirely one She could not long be after him Emp. Some tribute she should pay his memory She lov'd him not at once nor can at once Forget the am'rous play thing but her pride Will soon o'recome her grief she ll think on me And rather choose a Sceptre than a Grave Daf. Much I fear it her love 's too resolute Emp. Your Son Zanhaga is the fittest youth For Court intrigues so innocent his face None could suspect a Serpent in such fruit Then he 's so faithful to his Master's trust That I 'll employ him once more in a secret Daf. 'T is strange he thus should praise my innocence Yet teach me to be false in Childhood too Emp. He shall to Gualata the same story tell With which he first abus'd Zaraida's ears Who knows what his despair may urge him to Zan. Oh 't is a brave design pursue it home For I shall reap the fruits of all your toil Aside Daf. How soon vice creeps in each unguarded breast 'T was his commands that made me Villian first Now for my self I 'm tempted to be one If Barnagâ—sso dye my Youth and Innocence May win Zaraida for my self not him Whose love she hates as Hell My Lord the General Seeing him Warlike Musick enter the General kneels to the Emperour Emp. Welcome my Soldier to thy Monarchs arms Thou faithful Prop to my declining Throne My grateful blood so near a kin to yours Leaps and is fir'd at every kind embrace Eager to force its banks as who should say Let our divided Streams in the fame channel run Gen. Such gratitude were I again to fight Would doubly edge my Sword new vigour give To e'ry stroke my Weapons animate And sure to conquer Barnagasso I Should need it all Emp. You speak of this Gualata as indeed a Man Gen. Or rather God Oh had you seen him when Adorn'd with plumes fit for the royal sports Of War he led his willing Squadrons on So gracefully in order rang'd his Troops His beauty and his Sword were Rivals grown And both were deep imbrued in humane gore Oft on those heaps which he himself had made He 'd wishing gaze to find the hottest work And then like Lightening flew to share the sport His men as each were wrong'd with him spurr'd on And hop'd a noble harvest from this Sun While he as he disdain'd he were not Gyant born Mow'd all around and
shall center in our selves But I am yet in th'dark what juggle has Been play'd and to what end they feign'd our Deaths Daf. Entering That Mystery my self alone can clear And first thus kneeling I for Pardon sue To this offended Heav'n 't was by the Kings command I to each other feign'd your Deaths he hop'd That diffâ—rent Passions ruleing in your Breasts Despair in yours and Female Pride in hers Something might be effected to his wish VVhat caus'd me to unravle his designs And backward tread my steps this Lady knows She sure will Pardon Crimes her self has caus'd Za. And can reward the Virtues too take all That gratitude and best esteem can give Takes him up Bar. Triumph Triumph my Soul let thy Vast joy reach the last borders of the World From either side with double force rebound And meeting make a Whirlpool with your Streams Which may suck in each heart to joy with me Yet further if it be in Nature further go If not inspire ev'n Nothing with my Joy Let Nothing be endu'd with Apprehension vast To rouze it's new form'd Soul at my Alarm Shake off its drowsie fit and help to push The rolling Heaven on What! what can be Joy enough when my Zaraida Lives Ring Your Eternal Clangours for the great News The Goddess Lives whom we Blasphem'd with Death And gen'rous honour flourishes in you Embraceing her passionatly and him Enter to them the Emperour talking to Zanhaga Em. Now for my Plot if she be VVoman it Succeeds Death to my hopes he here Seeing Bar. Da. The Emperour Then I am lost indeed Em. Dye Traytour early base nor shall my Blood Stabs Daf. That trickles in thy Veins excuse this Crime Ev'n that I 'll Sacrifice to Love I 'll have Thy Bowels ript search if thou hast a Heart Or thou' rt no Victim for this Deity Da. Oh you will find Zaraida there her looks Will awe your Sacrilegious Hands yet take Take cruel King my Heart The only part of her you e're can have Bar. Oh for a Sword to end this Tyrants Life Revenge at once my Friend and Right my Love Fate I accept thy gift and thank thee thus Snatches Dafila's Sword and runs at the Emp. but is hindered by the Guard Oh feeble Arm unfit thy Masters Soul Or all his Guards could not have hind'red thee Yet I will watch a Time when tho' unarm'd I 'll seize the Blood hounds Throat again prevented Gods I submit Em. Secure this Mad-man Ev'n you his Father must confess his Crime Deserv'd the Blow I gave Zan Poor Boy his fault Indeed was great and yet in one so young Aside But 't is not fit my Frowns disclose my thoughts Till time afford a Season for Revenge To Zar. Zar. Sweet Youth how often hast thou urg'd his suit With Pray'rs as earnest as most Pious Souls To their expected Heaven give tho I Thy Master loath'd yet thy Devotion was So great that were my Breast but capable Of any Love but what Gualata gave Thou only thou could'st enter there Ingrate Find now some way to satisfie his Ghost Em. Consent but to be mine and he shall live I 'll force unravel'd Nature to disclose Some wondrous secret to cement his Wounds Da. Too late thou vaunt'st thy Pow'r trust me tho I. Deserv'd my Fate 't was base in you to give it me Oh! Bear me to that Heavn ' of weeping Chrystal That Heav'n which my fond soul would never leave But a less lov'd one calls me hence farewel Dyes Em. Convey him hence such objects suit not Love The ruling Passion of my Breast Guards carry off Daf. Bar. Ev'n yet rash King your may regain your Honour Restore what you 've unjustly ta'en this Fair She is my due oh I deserve her not For where 's the Man e're merited Divinity Yet since the Gods have joyn'd our Hearts so close What Pow'r dare part us now part us said I Oh Zaraida while I 've a Hand an Arm Embraces her Ill never leave thee more nay tho my Limbs By some disastrous Chance were from my Body torn Yet my bare am'rous Trunk would kindly bend And make a hold for thee some part of me Would soon transform into a Sword and hew The Monster down that durst divide our Souls Zar. Teach me my Lord how to return your love I 've nothing new but Misery to give Bar. Oh thou art always ravishingly new Embraces her Zar. How can you hug your Ruin in your Arms Oh shake me shake me off this Viper off Give up this Fatal Beauty to Despair Let me not draw your Ruine down with mine Bar. Cease your harsh Sounds or I shall think you changâ—d That would be new indeed new Misery Em. My small remains of Pity struggle now But Love puts in his Claim and tears my Breast Teach her to yield or me to Love no more Bar. I will support your honour it shall o're look Your Lust Gygantick grown I 'll be your Friend Tho often Injur'd be what you should be And I will yet forget 'em all forget If possible you ever wrong'd this tender Flow'r Zar. Nay Love will plead sure that can't be deny'd Hear me 't is the first time I ever pray'd To you how often have you begg'd this Boon In vain despise it not now it is giv'n I will not call you Tyrant Monster now No you shall be a God and I 'll adore Your Deity if you will grant my wish I ask not Kingdoms keep them all 't is but Gualata's Liberty and mine forbear To stop the peaceful Current of our Joys Permit us wander where our wills shall lead We 'll seek for shelter in some Mountains Root Where Nature as fore-seeing our Distress A rev'rend Cave has form'd there we 'll retire And be securely blest with Mutual Love No Monarch will invade that Throne no Arms The quiet calm of Sacred Love disturb Sure you will grant me this this which makes me Richer than Heav'n and not Impoverishes you Em. Trust me her words strike through my very Soul My feeble honour reinforc'd by these All conq'ring helps assays to lead the way Now all the fogs of lewd Debauches fly And ev'ry stenching Vapour is exhal'd Honour alone now seems to keep the Field And I could almost give her up but Love Resumes my Heart and drives th' Usurper thence The Combat's hot he fights and now retreats Now Strong now weak and now Triumphant sits Proclaiming with a Tyrants Voice his â—aws Whilst humbled Honour but in whispers speaks Give up Zaraida ha give what to whom Zaraida to the Man I hate as Hell Forbid it Love I hear not Honour now Like drowning Men this was its last effort To rear its sinking head above the Floods And now 't is lost for ever ever gone No your Proposal I retort to you Take all your Crowns your Kingdoms take 'em back But my Zaraida shall be mine Bar. Hold off bold sacrilegious Wretch Tempt not Thy Fate lest naked as I am some