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Boab. Then sure you are some godhead; and
our care Must be to come with incense and with prayer.
Almanz. As little as you think yourself obliged, You would be glad to do't, when next besieged. But I am pleased there should be nothing due; For what I did was for myself, not you. Boab. You with contempt on meaner gifts look
down; And, aiming at my queen, disdain my crown. That crown, restored, deserves no recompence, Since you would rob the fairest jewel thence. Dare not henceforth ungrateful me to call; Whate'er I owed you, this has cancelled all. : Almanz. I'll call thee thankless, king, and per
jured both: Thou swor'st by Alha, and hast broke thy oath. But thou dost well; thou tak’st the cheapest way; Not to own services thou canst not pay. Boab. My patience more than pays thy service
past; But now this insolence shall be thy last. Hence from my sight! and take it as a grace, Thou liv’st, and art but banished from the place."
Almanz. Where'er I go, there can no exile be; But from Almanzor's sight I banish thee: I will not now, if thou wouldst beg me, stay; But I will take my Almahide away. Stay thou with all thy subjects here; but know, .. We leave thy city empty when we go.
[Takes ALMAHIIDE's hand. Boab. Fall on; take; kill the traitor. [The Guards fall on him; he makes at the King
through the midst of them, and falls upon him;
they disarm him, and rescue the King. Almanz. ----Base and poor,
Blush that thou art Almanzor's conqueror.
[ALMAHIDE wrings her hands, then turns and
reils her face.
[ABENAMAR whispers the King a little, then
speaks aloud. Aben. Revenge, and taken so secure a way, Are blessings which heaven sends not every day.
Boab. I will at leisure now revenge my wrong;' And, traitor, thou shalt feel my vengeance long: Thou shalt not die just at thy own desire, But see my nuptials, and with rage expire. Almanz. Thou darest not marry her while I'm in
sight: With a bent brow thy priest and thee I'll fright; And in that scene, Which all thy hopes and wishes should content, The thought of me shall make thee impotent.
[He is led off by Guards. Boab. As some fair tulip, by a storm oppressed,
Turning from him. Boab. What mystery in this strange behaviour
lies ? Almah. Let me for ever hide these guilty eyes,
Which lighted my Almanzor to his tomb;
Boab. Heaven lent their lustre for a nobler end;
Almah. Did he my freedom to his life prefer,
Your way's too rugged for my tender feet.)
[Smiling scornfully. And, when you would, impossible to do. If force could bend me, you might think, with
shame, That I debase the blood from whence I came. My soul is soft, which you may gently lay In your loose palm; but, when 'tis pressed to stay, Like water, it deludes your grasp, and slips away, · Boab. I find I must revoke what I decreed: Almanzor's death my nuptials must precede. Love is a magic which the lover ties; But charms still end when the magician dies. Go; let me hear my hated rival's dead;
"To his Guard, And, to convince my eyes, bring back his head.
Almah. Go on: I wish no other way to prove
Boab. What should I do! when equally I dread
Almah. How dare you claim my faith, and break : your own?
Aben. This for your virtue is a weak defence:. No second vows can with your first dispense. Yet, since the king did to Almanzor swear, And in his death ungrateful may appear, He ought, in justice, first to spare his life, And then to claim your promise as his wife.
Almah. Whate'er my secret inclinations be,
Boab. That little love I have, I hardly buy;
[Excunt King and ABENAMAR.
love not che hun
I had not, aiming higher, lost my rest;
To her ALMANZOR, bound and guarded.
Almah. That shame of long continuance shall • not be:
[Unbinding him. The king, at my entreaty, sets you free. Almanz. The king! my wonder's greater than
Almah. If any subject for your thanks there be, The king expects them not, you owe them me.. Our freedoms through each other's hands have
past; . . You give me my revenge in winning last. Almanz. Then fate commodiously for me has
done; To lose mine there where I would have it won.
Almah. Almanzor, you too soon will understand, That what I win is on another's hand. The king (who doomed you to a cruel fate) Gave to my prayers both his revenge and hate; But at no other price would rate your life, Thian my consent and oath to be his wife.