to the ladies that you was returned quite unhurt from the Havannah,

Tam. Did that coxcomb betray me? That accounts for all Emily's behaviour—Oh, Major, I am ruined paft redemption-I have behaved moft extravagantly, both to your lady and Emily.-I fhall never be able to look them in the face again.

Belf. Ay, ay, I forefaw this. Did not I tell you that you would expose yourself confoundedly?However, I'll be an advocate for you my Florival fhall, be an advocate for you; and I make no doubt but you will be taken into favour again.

Em. Does he deferve it, Major?

Belf. Why, Madam, I can't say much for him-or myfelf either, faith-We must rely entirely on your goodness.

Flo. He's a true penitent, I fee, Madam; and I'll anfwer for it, he loves you to excefs-Nay, look on him.

Em. Was it well done, Colonel, to cherish a mean distrust of me? to trifle with the partiality I had fhown to you; and to endeavour to give me pain, merely to secure a poor triumph over my weakness to yourself? Tam. I am ashamed to answer you.

Bell. Afhamed! and fo you well may indeed. Tam. I fee my abfurdity-all I wifh is to be laughed at, and forgiven.

Belf. A very reasonable request.Come, Madam, pity the poor fellow, and admit him to your good gra ces again.

Flo. Let us prevail on you, dear Madam.

Em. Well.-now 1 fee he is moft heartily mortified, I am half inclined to pity him.

Tam. Generous Emily!

Bell. Go, you provoking wretch! 'tis more than you deferve.

[To l'am. Tam. It fhall be the future ftudy of my life to deferve this pardon-(Kiffing her hand.)-Belford, 1 give you joy-Madam(to Florival) I have behaved fo ill to you, I fcarce know how to give you joy as I ought.

Belf. Come, come, no more of this at prefent-Now we have on all fides ratified the preliminaries, let us fettle

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the definitive treaty as soon as we can-We have been two lucky fellows, Tamper-I have been fortunate in finding my miftrefs, and you as fortunate in not lofing yours.

Tam. So we have, Belford; and I wish every brave officer in his Majesty's service had fecured to himself fuch comfortable winter-quarters as we have, after a glorious campaign.

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SCENE, An apartment in the Seraglio, a Throne in manner of a Couch, with a Canopy; on the front of which is an Efcutcheon fixed, with the Ottoman Arms crowned with Feathers; in the Back scene, the Sultan's Door covered with a Curtain.

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Enter OSMYN and ELMIRA.

OSMYN.

ELL me, what right have you to be discontented?

El. When firft I came within thefe walls, I found my

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felf a flave; and the thoughts of being shut up for ever bere, terrified me to death: my tears flowed incessantly; Solyman was moved with them, and folemnly promifed to reftore me to my liberty, my parents, and my country.

Of. And yet when the Sultan agreed to fend you back to Georgia, you did not avail yourself of his generofity.

El. True; but his munificence, and above all the tenderness and love he expreffed to me fince, have reconcil'd me to this place, and I vainly thought my charms could have attach'd him to me.

Of Why then complain? You ftill poffefs his heart. Already you have been twice honour'd with the imperial handkerchief.

El. His heart! does not this place contain a hundred beauties who equally fhare his love? Tell the Sultan I'm determin'd, and ready to accept the first opportunity of returning to my friends and country.

Of. I fhall procure you an answer this morning-But, hark! the Sultan approaches. [Exit Elmira. [The curtain is drawn, and the Sultan enters, preceded by Mutes, &c. A grand March played.

Sul. Ofmyn.

Of. The humbleft of your faves attends.

[Bors to the ground. Sul. My friend, quit this ftyle of fervitude; I am weary of it.

Of. And of the feraglio too, Sir?

Sul. It even is fo-and yet, upon reflection, I cannot tell why, unless that, having been accuftom'd to the noise of camps and the business of war, I know not how to relifh pleasures, which, though varied, appear infipid, thro the cafe and tranquillity with which they are attained. Your voice used to charm me.

Olmyn fings.

Behold yonder zephyr how lightly it blows,
And copying of lovers it ne'er feeks repose,
But flies to the pink, to the lily, the rose,
Careffing each flower of the garden and grove.
Then fill let your pleasure variety crown,

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'Mongft the different beauties that rove up and down, Court the charms of the fair, of the black, of the brown, They're the flowers that embellish the garden of love. Sul. I have often told you I am not touch'd with mere careffing machines, who are taught to love or fear by interest.

of. And yet your highness muft confefs, your fervant has neglected nothing perfectly to content, particularly in one object he procur'd you.

Sul. Who is that?

Of The Circaffian beauty-the Sultana Elmira. Sul. And truly fhe poffeffes all the charms that can adorn her fex.

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Of. You thought fo once.

Sul. Once! I think fo ftill.

Of. Indeed!

Sul. Pofitively-why fhould you doubt it?
Of. Your word is my law.

But, Sir, there is a matter I muft acquaint you with: I cannot manage the feraglio; and, by the beard of Heli, I would rather quit the helm I can no longer guide. That English flave lately brought here is quite ungovernable; fhe is fure to do every thing the is forbid; fhe makes a joke of our threats, and anfwers our most serious admonitions with a laugh: befides, fhe is at variance with the reft of the women, and fhows them fuch an example, that I cannot longer rule them.

Sul. That is your business-I will have them all agree How do you call her?

Of. Since he has been here, we have called her Roxalana.

Sul. Well-you must endeavour to bring her to reafon.

Of. Shall the Sutana Elmira throw herself at your high.

nefs's feet then?

Sul. Let her come-And, do you hear, Ofmyn, go to the apartment of that Perfian flave you fpoke of yefterday, he that fings fo well, and fend her hither. Of. I will, moft fublime Sultan.

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Enter Elmira. She kneels.

[Exit Ofmyn.

Sul. I know before-hand that you come to upbraid -We have not met so often lately as our mutual

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