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Mon. For only death,
[The Mutes strangle MONESES. Arp. Oh, dismal ! 'tis not to be borne ! Ye mo
ralists ! Ye talkers! what are all your precepts now? Patience! Distraction! Blast the tyrant, blast him, Avenging lightnings ! Snatch him hence, ye fiends! Love! Death ! Moneses !--Oh! She dies,
Baj. Can it be possible? Can rage and grief, Can love and indignation be so fierce, So mortal, in a woman's heart? Confusion ! Is she escap'd then? What is royalty, If those, that are my slaves, and should live for me, Can die, and bid defiance to my power ?
Enter the DERVISE.
Der. The valiant Omar sends, to tell thy greatness The hour of light is come, and
haste; Since he descries, near Tamerlane's pavilion, Bright troops of crowding torches, who from thence, On either hand stretch far into the night, And seem to form a shining front of battle; Behold, ev'n from this place thou may'st discern them.
(Looking out, ; Baj. By Alla, yes! they cast a day around them, And the plain seems thick set with stars, as heav'n. Ha! or my eyes are false, they move this way ; Tis certain so. Fly, Haly, to our daughter.
[Exit HALY. Let some secure the christian prince, Axalla ;We will begone this minute.
Omar. Lost ! undone !
Baj. What mean'st thou ?
Omar. All our hopes of flight are lost. Mirvan and Zama, with the Parthian horse, Enclose us round, they hold us in a toil.
Baj. Ha! whence this unexpected curse of chances
Omar. Too late I learnt, that, early in the night, A slave was suffer'd, by the princess' order, To
pass the guard. I clove the villain down, Who yielded to his flight: but that's poor vengeance! That fugitive has rais’d the camp upon us, And, unperceiv'd, by favour of the night, In silence they have march'd to intercept us.
Baj. My daughter! Oh, the traitress!
Der. Yet, we have
while, Can face their force : if they refuse us peace, Revenge shall sweeten ruin.
[Exit. Enter Haly, with Selima, weeping. Baj. See where she comes, with well dissembled
Haly. 'Would I could not speak
Baj. Ha ! say'st thou?
Haly. Hid beneath that vile appearance, The princess found a means for his escape.
Sel, I am undone! ev'n nature has disclaim'd me! My father! have I lost
you all? My father! Baj. Talk'st thou of nature, who hast broke her
bands ! Thou art my bane, thou witch ! thou infant parricide! But I will study to be strangely cruel ; I will forget the folly of my fondness; Drive all the father from my breast; now snatch thee, Tear thee to pieces, drink thy treacherous blood, And make thee answer all my great revenge ! Now, now, thou traitress !
to kill her. Sel. Plunge the poignard deep ! [She kneels. The life my father gave shall hear his summons, And issue at the wound-Since from your spring. I drew the purple stream, And I must pay it back, if you demand it. Baj. Hence from my thoughts, thou soft relenting
weakness. Hast thou not given me up a prey ? betray'd me!
Sel. Oh, not for worlds! not ev'n for all the joys, Love, or the prophet's paradise, can give! Amidst the thousand pains of anxious tenderness, I made the gentle, kind, Axalla swear, Your life, your crown, and honour should be safe.
Baj. Away! my soul disdains the vile dependence ! No, let me rather die, die like a king ! Shall I fall down at the proud Tartar's foot, And say, Have mercy on me? Hark! they come!
[Shout. Disgrace will overtake my ling'ring hand; Die then! Thy father's shame, and thine, die with thee.
[Offers to kill her. Sel. For Heav'n, for pity's sake!
[She catches hold of his Arm. Baj. Ha! dar’st thou bar my will? Tear off her hold! Sel. What, ņot for life ! Should I not plead for life?
Look on my eyes, which you so oft have kiss'd,
y! Oh, spare me! Spare your Selima, my father!
Baj. A lazy sloth hangs on my resolution : It is my Selima !Ha! What, my child ! And can I murder her?-Dreadful imagination ! Again they come ! I leave her to my foes ! [Shouts. And shall they triumph o'er the race of Bajazet! Die, Selima ! Is that a father's voice? Out, out, thou foolish nature ! Seize her, ye slaves ! and strangle her this moment !
[To the Mutis, Sel. Oh, let me die by you ! Behold my breast ! I will not shrink! Oh, save me but from these ! Baj. Dispatch!
[The Mutes seize her. Sel. But for a moment, while I pray, That Heav'n may guard my royal father.
(Shouts. Baj. Ye tedious villains! then the work is mine.
[BAJAZET runs at Selin A with his Sword.
Enter AXALLA, fc. Axalla gets between BAJAZET
and Selima, and drives BAJAZET and the MUTES off the Stage.
Ac. And am I come to save thee? Oh, my joy!
Sel. Alas, Axalla! Death has been around me;
Ax. Retire, my fair, and let me guard thee forth;
Blood and tumultuous slaughter are about us,
[Exeunt AXALLA and Selima. Enter TAMERLANE, the PRINCE OF TANAIS, ZAMA,
MIRVAN, and SOLDIERS; with BAJAZET, OMAR, and the DERVISE, Prisoners. Tam. Mercy, at length, gives up her peaceful
sceptre, And Justice sternly takes her turn to govern; 'Tis a rank world, and asks her keenest sword, To cut up villany of monstrous growth. Zama, take care, that with the earliest dawn, Those traitors meet the fate their treason merits!
[Pointing to Omar and the DERVISE. For thee, thou tyrant! [To BAJAZET.] whose op
Baj. It is beneath me to decline my fate,
[Erit BAJAZET, guarded. Tam. Behold the vain effects of earth-born pride, That scorn'd Heav'n's laws, and all its pow'r defy'd,