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Zul. Let not this insolent unpunished go; Give your commands; your justice is too slow.
[zulema, Hamet, and others are going after him. Abdel. Stay, and what part he pleases let him
I know my throne's too strong for him to shake.
ACT IV. SCENE I.
Enter Boabdelin, Abenamar, and Guards.
Boab. Advise, or aid, but do not pity me: No monarch born can fall to that degree. Pity descends from kings to all below; But can, no more than fountains, upward flow. Witness, just heaven, my greatest grief has been, I could not make your Almahide a queen.
A ben. I have too long the effects of fortune
Either to trust her smiles, or fear her frown.
Boab. In walls we meanly must our hopes inclose,
To wait our friends, and weary out our foes:
To lawless rebels is exposed a prey,
Aben. One of my blood, in rules of virtue bred! Think better of her, and believe she's dead.
Boab. We are betrayed, the enemy is here; We have no farther room to hope or fear.
Almanz. It is indeed Almanzor whom you see, But he no longer is your enemy. You were ungrateful, but your foes were more; What your injustice lost you, theirs restore. Make profit of my vengeance while you may, My two-edged sword can cut the other way.— I am your fortune, but am swift like her, And turn my hairy front if you defer: That hour, when you deliberate, is too late; I point you the white moment of your fate.
Aben. Believe him sent as prince Abdalla's spy; He would betray us to the enemy.
Almanz. Were I, like thee, in cheats of state grown old, (Those public markets, where, for foreign gold,
That men on every passing through may look,
Aben. Ere he be trusted, let him then be tried; He may be false, who once has changed his side.
Almanz. In that you more accuse yourselves than me; None who are injured can inconstant be. You were inconstant, you, who did the wrong; To do me justice does to me belong. Great souls by kindness only can be tied; Injured again, again I'll leave your side. Honour is what myself, and friends, I owe; And none can lose it who forsake a foe. Since, then, your foes now happen to be mine, Though not in friendship, we'll in interest join: So while my loved revenge is full and high, I'll give you back your kingdom by the by.
Boab. That I so long delayed what you desire,
[Embracing him. Was, not to doubt your worth, but to admire.
Almanz. This counsellor an old man's caution shows, Who fears that little, he has left, to lose: Age sets a fortune; while youth boldly throws. But let us first your drooping soldiers cheer; Then seek out danger, ere it dare appear: This hour I fix your crown upon your brow; Next hour fate gives it, but I give it now.
Enter Lynda Rax A.
Lyndar. O, could I read the dark decrees of fate, That I might once know whom to love, or hate! For I myself scarce my own thoughts can guess, So much I find them varied by success. As in some weather-glass, my love I hold; Which falls or rises with the heat or cold.— I will be constant yet, if fortune can; I love the king,—let her but name the man. 3 .
Hal. Madam, a gentleman, to me unknown, Desires that he may speak with you alone. Lyndar. Some message from the king.—Let him appear.
Enter Abdelmelech; who throws off his dis-
Abdelm. I see you are amazed that I am here:
Lyndar. Your danger brings this trouble in my eyes.— But what affair this 'venturous visit drew?
Abdelm. The greatest in the world,—the seeing you.
Lyndar. The courage of your love I so admire, That, to preserve you, you shall straight retire.
[She leads him to the door. Go, dear! each minute does new dangers bring; You will be taken; I expect the king.
Abdelm. The king!—the poor usurper of an hour: His empire's but a dream of kingly power.— I warn you, as a lover and a friend, To leave him, ere his short dominion end: The soldier I suborned will wait at night, And shall alone be conscious of your flight.
Lyndar. I thank you, that you so much care bestow;But, if his reign be short, I need not go. For why should I expose my life, and yours, For what, you say, a little time assures?
Abdelm. My danger in the attempt is very small; And, if he loves you, yours is none at all.
But, though his ruin be as sure as fate,
Lyndar. It is because I love you, I refuse;
Abdelm. You would in vain dissemble love to me;
Lyndar. The counsel, you have given me, may be wise; But, since the affair is great, I will advise. Abdelm. Then that delay I for denial take.
. [Is going.
Lyndar. Stay; you too swift an exposition make. If I should go, since Zulema will stay, I should my brother to the king betray.
Abdelm. There is no fear; but, if there were, I see You value still your brother more than me.— Farewell! some ease I in your falsehood find; It lets a beam in, that will clear my mind: My former weakness I with shame confess, And, when I see you next, shall love you less.
[/* going again.
Lyndar. Your faithless dealings you may blush to tell: [Weeping.
This is a maid's reward, who loves too well.—
[He looks back.