The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 04Dryden, John
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The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 04
Dryden, John
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_Almah._ Thou Power unknown, if I have erred, forgive!
My infancy was taught what I believe.
But if the Christians truly worship thee,
Let me thy Godhead in thy succour see:
So shall thy justice in my safety shine,
And all my days, which thou shalt add, be thine!
_Enter the_ KING, ABENAMAR, LYNDARAXA, BENZAYDA: _then_ ABDELMELECH
_guarded; and after him_ SELIN _and_ ALABEZ, _as Judges of the
Field._
_Boab._ You, judges of the field, first take your place.--
The accusers and accused bring face to face.
Set guards, and let the lists be opened wide;
And may just heaven assist the juster side!
_Almah._ What! not one tender look, one passing word?
Farewell, my much unkind, but still loved lord!
Your throne was for my humble fate too high,
And therefore heaven thinks fit that I should die.
My story be forgot, when I am dead,
Lest it should fright some other from your bed;
And, to forget me, may you soon adore
Some happier maid,--yet none could love you more.
But may you never think me innocent,
Lest it should cause you trouble to repent.
_Boab._ 'Tis pity so much beauty should not live; [_Aside._
Yet I too much am injured, to forgive. [_Goes to his seat._
_Trumpets: Then enter two Moors, bearing two naked swords before the
accusers_ ZULEMA _and_ HAMET, _who follow them. The Judges seat
themselves; the_ QUEEN _and_ ABDELMELECH _are led to the Scaffold._
_Alabez._ Say for what end you thus in arms appear;
What are your names, and what demand you here?
_Zul._ The Zegrys' ancient race our lineage claims;
And Zulema and Hamet are our names.
Like loyal subjects in these lists we stand,
And justice in our king's behalf demand.
_Hamet._ For whom, in witness of what both have seen,
Bound by our duty, we appeach the queen
And Abdelmelech, of adultery.
_Zul._ Which, like true knights, we will maintain, or die.
_Alabez._ Swear on the Alcoran your cause is right,
And Mahomet so prosper you in fight.
[_They touch their foreheads with the Alcoran,
and bow._
_Trumpets on the other side of the Stage; two Moors, as before, with
bare swords before_ ALMANZOR _and_ OZMYN.
_Selin._ Say for what end you thus in arms appear;
What are your names, and what demand you here?
_Almanz._ Ozmyn is his, Almanzor is my name;
We come as champions of the queen's fair fame.
_Ozm._ To prove these Zegrys, like false traitors, lie;
Which, like true knights, we will maintain, or die.
_Selin._ [_to_ ALMAH.]
Madam, do you for champions take these two,
By their success to live or die?
_Almah._ I do.
_Selin._ Swear on the Alcoran your cause is right;
And Mahomet so prosper you in fight. [_They kiss the Alcoran._
[OZMYN _and_ BENZAYDA _embrace, and take leave
in dumb show; while_ LYNDARAXA _speaks to her
Brother._
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