With her rejoicings. What, to mourn and weep! There's not a slave, a shackled slave of mine, But should have smil'd that hour, through all his care, And shook his chains in transport and rude harmony. Gon. What she has done, was in excess of goodness; Betray'd by too much piety, to seem As if she had offended. Sure, no more. 300 King. To seem is to commit, at this conjuncture. It shall be your excuse, that I command it. far, As to remind you of your gracious promise. King. Rise, Garcia-I forgot. Yet stay, Almeria. Alm. My boding heart!-What is your pleasure, Sir? King. Draw near, and give your hand, and, Garcia, yours: Receive this lord, as one whom I have found Worthy to be your husband, and my son. Gar. Thus let me kneel to take-O not to takeBut to devote, and yield myself for ever The slave and creature of my royal mistress. Gon. O let me prostrate pay my worthless thanks King. No more; my promise long since pass'd, thy services, And Garcia's well-try'd valour, all oblige me. 320 This day we triumph; but to-morrow's sun, Garcia, shall shine to grace thy nuptials Alm. Oh! Gar. She faints! help to support her. "Gon. She recovers." [Faints. King. "A fit of bridal fear." How is't, Almeria ? Alm. A sudden chillness seizes on my spirits. Your leave, Sir, to retire. King. Garcia, conduct her. [Garcia leads Almeria to the door, and returns. This idle vow hangs on her woman's fears, "I'll have a priest shall preach her from her faith, "And make it sin, not to renounce that vow "Which I'd have broken." Now, what would Alonzo ? Enter ALONZO. Alon. Your beauteous captive, Zara, is arriv'd, And with a train as if she still were wife To Albucacim, and the Moor had conquer'd. King. It is our will she should be so attended. "Bear hence these prisoners." Garcia, which is he, Of whose mute valour you relate such wonders? [Prisoners led off. 341 Gar. Osmyn, who led the Moorish horse; but he, Great Sir, at her request, attends on Zara. King. He is your prisoner; as you please dispose him. C Gar. I would oblige him, but he shuns my kind ness; And with a haughty mien, and stern civility, At least to talk where he must not command. King. Such sullenness, and in a man so brave, Must have some other cause than his captivity. Did Zara, then, request he might attend her? Gar. My lord, she did. King. That, join'd with his behaviour, Begets a doubt. I'd have 'em watch'd; perhaps Enter ALONZO, ZARA, and OSMYN bound, conducted by PEREZ and a guard, and attended by SELIM and several mutes and eunuchs in a train. King. What welcome, and what honours, beauteous Zara, A king and conqueror can give, are yours. 359 That had our pomp been with your presence grac'd, To like captivity, or think those honours, Of equal value with unborrow'd rule I might be pleas'd, when I behold this train How durst you, Perez, disobey? Perez. Great Sir, Your order was she should not wait your triumph; But at some distance follow, thus attended. King. 'Tis false; 'twas more; I bid she should be free; If not in words, I bid it by my eyes. Her eyes Fit restitution here-Thus I release you, And by releasing you, enslave myself. 380 Zar. Such favours, so conferr'd, tho' when unsought; Deserve acknowledgment from noble minds. Such thanks, as one hating to be oblig'd King. Born to excel, and to command! Garcia, what's he, who with contracted brow, (Beholding Osmyn as they unbind him. And sullen port, glooms downwards with his eyes; At once regardless of his chains, or liberty? Gar. That, Sir, is he of whom I spoke; that's Osmyn. King. He answers well the character you gave him. Whence comes it, valiant Osmyn, that a man So great in arms, as thou art said to be, The common chance of war? Osm. Because captivity Has robb'd me of a dear and just revenge. King. I understand not that. Osm. I would not have you. Zar. That gallant Moor in battle lost a friend, King. She does excuse him; 'tis as I suspected. 400 [To Gons. Gon. That friend might be herself; seem not to heed His arrogant reply: she looks concern'd. King. I'll have enquiry made; perhaps his friend Yet lives, and is a prisoner. His name ? Zar. Heli. King. Garcia, that search shall be your care: Conquest and triumph, now, are mine no more; 420 "For, ling'ring there, in long suspence she stands, |