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And she too well knows her own power!
And makes me grow jealous each hour :
Than ever be freed from her power.
Enter ABDALLA, with guards. Abdal. Now, madam, at your feet a king you see; Or, rather, if you please, a sceptered slave: 'Tis just you should possess the power you gave. Had love not made me yours, I yet had been But the first subject to Boabdelin. Thus heaven declares the crown I bring your due; And had forgot my title, but for you. Lyndar. Heaven to your merits will, I hope, be
kind; But, şir, it has not yet declared its mind. 'Tis true, it holds the crown above your head; But does not fix it 'till your brother's dead.
Abdal. All, but the Alhambra, is within my power; And that my forces go to take this hour. Lyndar. When, with its keys, your brother's head
you bring, I shall believe you are indeed a king.
Abdal. But since the events of all things doubt.. ful are, And, of events, most doubtful those of war; I beg to know before, if fortune frown, Must I then lose your favour with my crown?
Lyndar. You'll soon return a conqueror again; And, therefore, sir, your question is in vain.
Abdal. I think to certain victory I move; But you may more assure it, by your love. That grant will make my arms invincible. Lyndar. My prayers and wishes your success
foretell.Go then, and fight, and think you fight for I wait but to reward your victory.
Abdal. But if I lose it, must I lose you too? Lyndar. You are too curious, if you more would
know. I know not what my future thoughts will be: ww Poor women's thoughts are all extempore. Wise men, indeed, Beforehand a long chain of thoughts produce; But ours are only for our present use. Abdal. Those thoughts, you will not know, too
well declare, .. You mean to wait the final doom of war.
Lyndar. I find you come to quarrel with me now; Would you know more of me than I allow? Whence are you grown that great divinity, That with such ease into my thoughts can pry?', Indulgence does not with some tempers suit; I see I must become more absolute.
Abdal. I must submit, , On what hard terms soe'er my peace be bought. Lyndar. Submit !-you speak as you were not in
fault. "Tis evident the injury is mine; For why should you my secret thoughts divine? Abdal. Yet if we might be judged by reason's
laws Lyndar. Then you would have your reason judge
my cause ! Either confess your fault, or hold your tong For I am sure I'm never in the wrong.
Abdal. Then I acknowledge it.
Abdal. Under how hard a law poor lovers live! Who, like the vanquished, must their right release, And with the loss of reason buy their peace.
[Aside. Madam, to show that you my power command, I put my life and safety in your hand:Dispose of the Albayzyn as you please, To your fair hands I here resign the keys. Lyndar. I take your gift, because your love it
shows, And faithful Selin for alcade chuse.
Abdal. Selin, from her alone your orders take. This one request, yet, madam, let me make, That, from those turrets, you the assault will see; And crown, once more, my arms with victory.
[Exeunt, leading her out. Selin remains with Gazul and REDUAN,
his servants. Selin. Gazul, go tell my daughter that I wait. You, Reduan, bring the prisoner to his fate.
[Exeunt Gaz, and RED. Ere of my charge I will possession take, A bloody sacrifice I mean to make: The manes of my son shall smile this day, While I, in blood, my vows of vengeance pay. Enter at one door BENZAYDA, with GAZUL; at the
other, Ozmyn bound, with REDUAN.. Selin. I sent, Benzayda, to glad your eyes : . These rites we owe your brother's obsequies. You two [To Gaz. and Red.] the cursed Abencer
rago bind:..... You need no more to instruct you in my mind.
[They bind him to a corner of the stage. Benz. In what sad object am I called to share? Tell me, what is it, sir, you here prepare?
Selin. 'Tis what your dying brother did bequeath; A scene of vengeance, and a pomp of death!
Benz. The horrid spectacle my soul does fright: I want the heart to see the dismal sight.
Selin. You are my principal invited guest, Whose eyes I would not only feed, but feast: ; You are to smile at his last groaning breath, And laugh to see his eye-balls roll in death; To judge the lingering soul's convulsive strife, When thick short breath catches at parting life. Benz. And of what marble do you think me
made? Selin. What! can you be of just revenge afraid?
Benz. He killed my brother in his own defence. Pity his youth, and spare his innocence.
Selin. Art thou sọ soon to pardon murder won? Can he be innocent, who killed my son? Abenamar shall mourn as well as I; His Ozmyn, for my Tarifa, shall die. But since thou plead'st so boldly, I will see That justice, thou would'st hinder, done by thee. Here, [Gives her his sword.] take the sword, and do
a sister's part: Pierce his, fond girl, or I will pierce thy heart.
Ozm. To his commands I join my own request; All wounds from you are welcome to my breast: Think only, when your hand this act has done, It has but finished what your eyes begun. . I thought, with silence, to have scorned my doom; But now your noble pity has o'ercome; Which I acknowledge with my latest breath, The first whoe'er began a love in death. Benz. to Selin. Alas, what aid can my weak hand
afford? You see I tremble when I touch a sword:
The brightness dazzles me, and turns my sight;
convey; My leaping heart shall meet it half the way. Selin to Benz. Waste not the precious tinie in idle
breath. Benz. Let me resign this instrument of death. ; [Giving the sword to her father, and then pulling
[Exeunt SELIN and HAMET. [BENZAYDA looks languishing on him, with her
sword down; Gazul and REDUAN standing .. with drawn swords by her. Ozm. Defer not, fair Benzayda, my death: Looking on you, I should but live to sigh away my breath. My eyes have done the work they had to do: I take your image with me, which they drew; And, when they close, I shall die full of you.