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Lita & Nay pity, True greeting,

i Gaita ere bound to you for se Gaita 3 Ow happiness teriere.

Seras. No rly compliment, I pray.
In that kare i offended, se

Lila To thenk you I'd enderruar

Seras. Yo soon, wethiniz, siya keer as Enter Isxas, USE?. PETIS, LEOPOLD, end 0 Ecers

Cbores. So kindly, &e. [seph. Please your Eghness, here's a most unruly, Seras. Seemingly condescending, obstropelous cocotro le is, who has broden open To their complaints atiensing a doot, and attenprei 13 stock <=> a Dagistrate ; Though lee my boson's rechy and al forn, because be's under the indpeace

Fe sell my scheme pred of the teader passics; be is the most violeci 2D- Chorus. May fate sa

Put prayera bejneris, mander

No disappointmeni sending; Leop. It's false, I am not silent

Let love and treatá presente Lm. Aside is Siras.] This poor fellow has an Securely, bliss enjoying kobest heart; the magistrate is a villain ; the vil- Al fear of poea aerosis , lagers are already disaxected to as; be careial box Your demency desiraying, yoa act in this affair, my lord. Subdue them by

Vos justice shall prezal your justice-Four clemency.

(During the finale, the SELASA ES sals Seras. ! To İSMAEL) I will take your advice for Lilla's hand and kisses e, Le the present, but i saus: hare the giri, sooner or later. sertes this, and takes LILLA's post, : Heas me.

BASKIER takes LEOPOLD'S hans, , Ir. Silence; attend to his highness.

to be Lilla's, but finding tu mamiz. Seras. You all know my affection for the good cenfuod. people of this village

Leop. (Half aside.] The women, I believe, know
is very weil
Cseph. Silence, sirrak!

Sero. I consider you all as my children,
Leop. (Aside. If he were to stay amongst us

SCENE 1- Corrente
much longer the 'wbole village would be his children
in another generation.

Ester CATEKZISE. Cseph. How dare you mutter, you reprobate ?

AIE Serai. hispers Ismael, who goes off.] I would willingly content rou all, but that's impossible; let

Uz plaini an no me pity me, my sentence be publicly known.

Saze echo, who in pleinta repüca: (The curtain at the back of the tent is drawn up ;

Like me, depoi'd af hes she listen, the Turkish camp is seen; Soldiers, Peasants,

With sympathy she counts sy rykL

Pleas'd with the train, the kapicer set &c. enter through the tent, and place themselves on each side of the stage.

Repeats the vmarauung Best; Ghita. (Aside. Now for some terrible sentence.

And, while she lendo ker botteny sid, ras. Leopold, you are in love with Lilla?

Laments my sorrva esd her set Leop. Yes, my lord.

Unhappy as I am, it is some oces latise 13 E -Seras. And loved by her in return ?

Cohenberg knows my beart, and som Leop. Yes, your bighness.

so far as to doubt ny restaney. But sak. De Seras. Then marry her.

raskier-he treats ise via testen, og 3. * Leop. Thanks to your highness.

still ignorant who I ann. Seras. You are in love with Lilla, Useph ?

Cseph. Yes, my lord.
Seras. And not beloved by her ?

Seras. Alas! madam, skall I Berar bares:
Useph. I fear not, my lord.

piness of seeing you wear those sia su Seras. Leopold has offered you an affront?

prodigal in adoraing you, Deant as 3* Cseph, He has, my lord.

perfect your charms. Seras. You are a man of authority, and should swells whilst i aros it.

Cath. I am your

prisoner, sir; by : set an example of moderation ; you must forgive him.

Seras. I am your prisoner; does **** Leop. How do you like that, old one ?

(Aside to UsePi. character by insulting a defenceless Fisk

Cath. You are a soldier, sir; do Dkt.
Seras. [To the Officers.) Take of his chains.
Enter Lilla and ISMAEL.

Enter Ismail
Lilla. That be my task; it is my duty and hap- the Austrian camp, desires to be ads.

Ism. My lord, a deserter of no volen piness.

[Takes off his chains.

presence. FINALE.

Seras. Conduct him hither. (Erit Isku Lilla, So kindly condescending,

sume, madam, you would wish to retire! To our complaints attending,

Cath. If I stay, I may hear some * Your highness us befriending,

friends. (Aside. j I request, sir, you viii

1 to remain here. No more shall wrongs assail. Chorus. So kindly, &c.

Seras. I thank you, madam, for the preLeop. Your highness, please to hear me

it, at last, gives me an opportunity of china Lilla. Be silent, I beseech.

Re-enter ISMAEL with Colonel Cosbe
Zounds! I'll be cool, don't fear me
Oh ! let us hear his speech.

Cath. (Aside.) Oh, heavens! my Cabecer
Col. (Aside.] My Catherine !

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1a Seras. What are you?

by ihe SERASKIER, who is between them. In Sol. An Austrian.

the course of the duet, the Colonel makes an deras. What have you to communicate ?

unsuccessful effort to gire her a letter. Col. Colonel Cohenberg is not unknown to your Seras. (Gives the Colonel a letter. There is my hoess.

answer; and by our holy prophet do I swcar faithCath. (Aside.) What can be mean?

fully to perform each article. (The Colonel gives a Seras. This character is not unknown to me: what letter to Catherine, unperceived by the SERASKIER.

A Slave enters, satches it from her, and presents it to ul. Your highness once wrote to him as to an ex: the SERASKIER on his knee. What's this ? (Reads.) nge of prisoners ; consequently, know his hand. “I have ventured into the Turkish camp in hopes of Seras. Perfectly well.

seeing you, my beloved Catherine." Ha! Catherine Sath. [.tside.] i perceive some artifice; but what“ This night I mean to storm the Seraskier's fort, and 'azard does he run!

give you liverly:-Your true Cohenberg." What ho! to!. (Giring a letter.) Here, sir, is my commission. a guard ! Geras. 'Tis his seal,'his writing. (Reads. ] The

Enter ISMAEL and Guard. serer is in my confidence ; if you wish for my aid,

*** him on whul terms you are willing to acquire my | Seize him. Landship and assistance.-Cohenvery." Is it pos

Cath. Hear me, my

lord. ole that I shall be the happy means of gaining Seras. No more, dissembler! Bear ber away. Farbenberg to the Ottoman cause ? Tell the gallant Cath. My Cohenberg, I have undone thee.

ristian I deem his friendship inraluable; and in Seras. Away with her. [Erit Guards with Cath.j

name of my most illustrious sovereign, promise, Slaves, on your lives I charge you, guard well this a debt of gratitude, whatever he shall ask. Do hypocrite, this liar. ( The Colonel, in great agitation, u know this Colonel Cohenberg, madam? feels for his sword, which the Guards have taken from Cath. Yes, my lord, so well, that I have him now him, and missing it, clasps his hands in agony. | Deep fore me. (Looking at the COLONEL.] He married in the darkest dungeon of the fort Ict him be lady who was dear to me as myself; they were chained; there shall he stay till his associates in parated by the chance of war, and Cohenberg now perfidy shall come to burst bis bonds, and storin the ves to see her he loves in slavery and sorrow. post I guard.

Col. Take comfort, madam; he loves her more Col. Alike I scorn thy menaces and taunts. I oderly than ever, and vows to relieve her, or glory, though I failed, in the attempt. Heap cruelty erish in the attempt.

on cruelty on me, I can bear it; my darkness is the Seras. Say, Christian, if I write, when may I ex-loss of Catherine's eyes, my chains the despair of bect an answer?

seeing her; and death were transport to the pangs Col. Within these few hours you may depend on I fecl in knowing her a slave to thee, barbarian ! eing me again.

(Erit, guarded. Carh. (Aside.] Indeed!

Seras. Ismael ! Seras. Heavens! madam, how you are altered ! Ism. My lord ?

what am I to attribute this blissful change? Seras. Wilt thou not despise me when I tell thee Cath. To the blessed tidings I have just now neither Cohenberg's plot, nor Catherine's charms, irl. I am charmed to hear of Cohenberg's invio. can drive this rustic Lilla from my heart. I'll carry

le constancy, and transported with the hope of her off this night. Have you prepared the disguises Caprons Caiherine being, one day, restored to freedom, as I commanded ? the arms of the hero she adores.

Ism. I have, my lord. Disras. You take so warm an interest in his favour Seras. Give orders that my tent be pitched in

!, were he here, I should almost suspect myself yonder wood, and my seraglio instantly removed muced into his rival.

thither. L'ath. There would be no fear of that, for well he Ism. Why so, my lord ? ws his Catheriac will not suffer him to have a Seras. To elude the search that will be inade aftor

Lilla : besides, Cohenberg's designs bave taught me oras. I bardly comprehend you. But I must that I lie too near the frontiers of the Austrians. i my answer to Cohenberg's letter. (Sits down 10 Away! and see my orders aru obeyed. c.] 'Tis done. Now, madam, if you bave any

(Erit Ismael Things to say in behalf of your friend, I'll be secretary; continue thone siniles, and you shall

a Mussulman ean be as compia sant a lover as

Confusion! thus defeated!
Christendom can boast. Whai shall I tell him?

With bitter scorn thus treated! 'st. h. Tell him

W katrrer thoughi pursuing,

Where'er I turn my eyes,

Surrounding misis of ruin
Oj'plighted faith no truly kept,

In durkning circles rise :
0; all love's destules ielli

In frost, on fire, by turns,
Oj restless thoughts, that never slepi,

My bosom freezes--burns
Since when she bule furewell.

'Tis fir'd-my rival finds a grave.
The ruiny siyha, the frequent tear,

Bet honour bids me suve
The flush of hope, the chilliny fear:

From death the captive brave.

the sympathetic woul,
Direct kini janey's winy.

Confusion ! thus defeated !

Il ich biter scorn thus treated !
Where future hours in transport roll,

Whatever thought pursuing,
And love's reu usd shall bring.

H hercier I turn my eyes,

Suituun liny mists of ruin ist. But [During this scene the Colonel and CATHERINE shew their joy ul sesiny each other, unobserved

In darh'ning circles rise. (Erit.

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rives, and inform the Australieut-pustouf manca: Ghica. * fot, heavens! the Serasizet!

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SCENE II.- A Wood.

Lilla & Night thus from me concealing

Ghita. The form of kin I 1992;
Enter ANSELM and Peasants.

Ok! lei his coice, reteaizag
Ani, It is as I suspected. I am sure 'twas Colo-

His truth, my fears remisse. Del Coben berg I saw hurried to the fort. I fear the Seras. & Night thus from me cractzing worst.

Ism. The form of her I bre; I Peas. Is there no belp, Anselm ?

Ok! lei het coice, revealing Ani. Nove but this: some of you must swim the

The truth, my feara remote perhaps, their succour may ar- Ghita. rive in time to free bim. I will remain on this side, Seras. A lover's accents keer; that, should they arrive, I may conduct them by

With sympaiketic passion, short and secret paths to the Seraskier's tent.

Fond especiatisa cheer. 2 Pcus. I'll go.

Lilla & 1 Peui. And I, if I drown for it; let's all go. Ghita.

Ah! should my husband hests Ana. Hear me, hear me, friends. You two shall

What could poor Ghita da? undertake this message to the Austrians, the others

What coulé poor Laila 13? stay with me to excite the villagers to revolt.



Leop. & } Hark! I'm sure there's sae *** SCENE III.- Another part of the Villaje. Peter.

Peter. Gkila!
Enter Lilla and Guita.



Lilla &Our ku bands rear us!

Ghita. S My lose, Ps here.
Haste, gentle sephyrs, o'er the glade,

Leop. & You're here !

Peter. S Ther, who is this u rear !
If there my love discerning,

Lilla & Honest peasants, humevari gring
Kindly with fiuttering pinions aid

Ghita. From their id*T, I sepatu
His weary steps relurning.
So may thy wings (their wanton play

Leop. & Heat; are gua sen,

Peter. Whether they be friends or fues?
No scorching sun oppressing)
Still gladly fan the sultry day,

Jealous feara perplezing,

Like ndering billows roll,
And prove the summer's blessing.

And wreck my tertut'd be
Guita. Love they call a gentle passion,

Beyone ; 'tútky falschoos
Boast its power to calm the breast ;

[To LILLA ORA Gärta I prefer the jealous fashion ;

Distract my tortur'd gul
Sweets when dash'd with sour are besi. Lilla & Ah! can sy dear supect sc?
While the ever-cooing dores,

Ghita. My true le cans jear.
In fund nonsense tell their loves;

Scarce eristing, nought desiring;

Suspense, is ciones, séuts hedon
Cloy'd with bliss, as well they may;

Hope, cheering star, a ford thy rag

Of silver ligti; ord, so er eyes
Thoy, with langour half espiring,
Doze their stupid lives audy.

Ok! bid is bright crearea rise. Ezeur! Lilla. Let me in true pleasure's mirror

SCENE IV.- Inside of Peter's House.
Tranquil riew love's placid form;
Free from erery jealous terror,

Enter PETER and Leopold.
Give me the calm, iake you the storm.

Peter. A pretty adrenture this. Lilla. Well, Ghita, now we are married, I hope Leop. Yes, a very pretty adventure, indeed our husbands will take their leave of jealousy. Peter. How do you feel, Leopold?

Ghita. Psba! Lilla, how often must I tell you Leop. Oh! I'm composed, quite seposes jealousy follows love like a shadow. Lilla. Then love is a pretty thing and an ugly

Peter. For my part, I ova 1 an 2 & Faxe? shadow. But I have seen my shadow often in the you are wrong, Peter.

Leop. Oh! then you are wrong, ET ***; sun, and it appeared so tall and frightful that I am

Peter. My suspicions are not easily rollista sure it couldn'i be like me. But it begins to grow nowlate, I wish our husbands would come home. Leop. Oh! for shame, Peter, can't you be cabo Ghita. There are two men coming this way. Death and do! can'l you be cool?

Peter. I confess I am angry, and Enter Seraskier and Ismael, in long cloaks.

Leop. But you sha'n't be angry, i teil Foc Seras. [To Ismael.] Desire my followers to keep must be cool; d-e! you shall back.

Peter, Must I ? Ghi:a. (To Lilla. See, they have wrapped them- Leop. Yes. selves up in long cloaks that we shouldn't know Peter. Why, then, I will ; you kaor I an 2 them.

rally very peaceable. Lilla. Ah! this is another of Leopold's jealous Leop. Peaceable! Here's a fellow, pa, frolics. But I'll not speak first, I am determined. would stand by quietly to have his borns bited a Seras. Lilla, Lilla !

by my troth, if I must wear mide, l'U DER Lilla. I can't bear to see him uncasy; I must them like a mad bull. speak to him.

Peter. Poor Leopold, he's angry with para

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g myself in a passion, desires that I will be Whai, then, would my dearest have ?
then fies in a rage because I follow his ad. Come, indeed, I will be grave;

And, with melancholy face,

Calmly hear thy piteous case,

La ra lal la!
How few know how to ralue life,
And taste its real joys,

(During the song she dances slowly between Unmix'd with jealousy and strife,

PETER, LEOPOLD, and Guita.
With anger, pride, and noise!

Peter. I say, Leopold, this is the way to manage
Let riches, power, and pomp surpass,

a wife; you see you have carried your point. And scorn me, if they please ;

Leop. Why, 1-1-I don't know how it is, but Let me lore, laugh, and take my glass,

ecod ! she has danced me into a good humour, I And lead a life of ease.

think. Limpid and pure life's current seems,

Lilla. Now, Leopold, how could you serve me so? Till passion's wild mistake,

Why, Ghita says you bave been laughing at her. In madness, troubles all the streams

Leop. Why, yes, I believe I am in a merry Of which he must partake.

humour. Let riches, &c.

Lilla. I don't think you are merry; you seem

grumpy. Re-enter LEOPOLD.

Leup. Psba! no such thing; I am not grumpy.
eop. I say, Peter, Ghita's coming this way. Now Ghita. Ah! you don't deserve the supper we have
't you say anything to her, because you won't prepared for you. But come, Lilla, we must for.
p yourself cool; leave me to manage her, I give 'em.
»w more about these matters than you do.

Lilla. Well, if we must, we must.
Enter Ghita.

| Brings the table with supper forward.

Leop. (Aside 10 PETER.] Well, Peter, what do ell, Ghita, your husband and I have been laugh- you think of this ? over the whimsical affair that happened just Peter. (Aside to Leop.) Why, for my part, I

think it looks like innocence. Ghita. Yes, it was whimsical, indeed. All's safe, Leop. So it does, so it does; but we'll watch ind.

| Aside. them, though; so, mum! Peter. (All sit.) Egad! Leop. Well, and so they were countrymen rc- I never was happier in my life; come, let's have a ming from their day’s labour, were they?

toast. Ghita. Yes, countrymen returning from labour. Lilla. I'll give you one: may our happiness ever Leop. Oh! I dare say they were. Curse me,

if I

continue ! lieve a word on't. (Aside. Well, but who were Leop: Very well; very well, indeed. [Au drink.]

So good a toast deserves a second bumper. (Drinks Ġhita. I know no more of the matter than Lilla again.) Now away with suspicions for ever.

(SERASKIER sings without. Peter, Oh! here comes Lilla.

SERENADE. Enter Lilla. ith you: now you kvow that I never put myself an! the fond lvari, whose passion they're expressing, Leop. Lilla, my dear, come here, I want to speak To mighty love, the trembling strings are pressing; to a passion; but a lie provokcs me, therefore,

Vibrales like them to love, but not to ave a care; now I expect you to tell me the truth,

17 Ghita has confessed the whole matter.

Leop. What's that?
Lilla. Has she, indeed ?

Peter. It sounds like music.
Leop. She has; therefore, have a care.

Ghita. What delightful harmony !
Peter. (Aside to Leop.) Now, Leopold, I tell Leop. Curse harmony! I don't like it at all.

Leop. Be quiet, you fool; keep yourself calm. Lilla. Sit down, Leopold.
(Gnita mahes signs to LILLA that she has nol tuld. Leop. I won't sit down.
Lilla. 1.4side.) Oh, oh! very well.

Lilla. Nay, don't be angry; here's a merry-
Leop. (To Lilla.) Come, why don't you speak? thought for you.
these countrymen.

Leop, Eai it yourself, then.
Lilla. Ay, these countrymen-Who were they? Lilla. You shall sit down. It is only the villagers
Why don't you tell me? I am sure you know. amusing themselves : and you know, Leopold, that

Leop. I know! here's a pretty piece of business. people of fashion often have music at supper.
Lilla. Well, if you won't tell me, Ghita will.

(SERASKIER sings without.
Leop. Harkye! Lilla, I am convinced you are Leop. Oh! choak your singing.
wrong; therefore, I insist on your confession. Lilla. Aside to Guita.) We are undone ! 'tis the
Lilla. Oh! you will have me confess ?

Seraskier. Leop. Yes, I will; therefore, recollect yourself, I Peter. Ah! Leopold, there's danger in that voice. will have it. I say, Peter, this is the way to manage How melodious ! a wife. You see I have carried my point.

Leop. Horribly mclodious! Harkye! Peter, are AIR.-Lilla.

you courageous ?

Peter. Tolerably so.
What can mean that thoughtful froun! Leop. ( Tales tuo suords, and gires one to Peter.)
Why those eyes to earth casi dou'n?

Here, thro, take this sword, and follow me. We'll
Tell me what amiss they see ;

join the concert; and if I don't put these gallants Let them kindly louk on me.

out of tune, I'll be-It's astonishing how I continue La ra lal la! to keep my temer

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Lilla. What will become of us! Let's follow successfuily, and Lilla is safe 102 : them; I fear there will be mischief. I wonder that The villagers fought manfuliç. Leopold keeps his temper.

(Ercunt. Ism. I fear, my lord, we shall essere Enter Useph at a back door,

proofs of their valour.

Seras. To what am I to atinlete is Usepir. All quiet; then I'm sure Leopold can't apprehensions, Ismael ? be here; and I have such a dread of thai d-diel.

Ism. My lord, I never before lagulow, that— (Seeing the supper.) Eh! What have we was ashamed of. here? a good supper, and nobody to eat it. I think

Scras. No more: it's time to think were my appetite returns, as my fright goes off. Egad! Are the executioners prepared ? I'll pick a bit. There's nothing in the world I like

Ism. They are, my lord. better than a good supper, especially when anybody Seras. Are the horsemen ready to bear : else pays for it. Ha, ha, ha! Eh! What's this ?rine ? ! Holding a large slice of ham on his fork.] Oh! the

Ism. They bave their orderi, my kne Christian dogs! what, eat pork! Oh, horrible! {Eats the ham eagerly.) Oh, fie! oh, fie! What have we here? Wine! worse and worse! Wine, indeed! bring your prisoner forth. Do veces:-

Seras. [To the Guards.] Sarike chance How can people be so impious to drink-Drinks a hither.

[To Croict Gai. large cupful.] Though, I believe a Mahumetan may take a cup of wine when nobody sees him. Egad! The Guards lift up a trap-dvor, s 2-.: P'll take another. Here's to the founder of the

returns with Colonel COHENELA feast. [Drinks.] Now, if I could but meet Lilla- Col. To what new indignities am I ret" Good cheer puts one in such excellent spirits, and makes one so valiant and so loving, that-(Pistols

Enter Gaard with CATHERINE fire.] Oh, Lord! [Starts up.] They are firing pis

Seras. Hear me, Christian : bad the che tols against the door. Oh, dear! Oh, dear! What battle made you my prisoner. I should nare te will become of me? [Goes to the door at the back.] you as a soldier; but you bare degradec na Eh! this door is fast! Mercy on me!

into a spy, and an ignominwas death is, be 12" [Hides under the table. of nations, your reward; yet life ur deara, se Enter Peter and GHITA.

condition, may still be yours

Col. And if that one should be fortes, brire, Ghita. Stay here, my dear Peter, if you love me; though life and liberty are dearer to be the all opposition iş fruitless. I am sure the Seraskier treasures of your eastern world, I have a po is amongst them.

within my keeping, more valuable iar, sy buka Peter. Poor Leopold ! he'll be overpowered by which I scorn to barter for it. numbers. Run up to the house-top, Ghita, and

Vaffie drie groot alarm the neighbours.—Erit Guita.]-How un. Seras. Hark! that is thy knel. 1x lucky that this accident should happen just at sup- those sounds, within a few short Eumects, sita ar per-time!

passed upon thy obstinacy, that instant s 1: Enter LEOPOLD.

Attend : this night thy Austria - Lista Leop. Confusion! they have carried off my Lilla. my fort. Let the deceirers be deterred: *': Plague on my sword for failing me, when I might them to my sword, Renounce scar Cen: 1 bave rescued her ; but I'll raise the neighbourhovd, Iship: do this; and, in sos Swan's mo- ! , and if I can but find that old scoundrel, Useph you power, wealth, honour, yuer Caike22a [ Turns round, and sees Useph.] Ha! villain, what wishes can desire. brought you here ?

Col. My Catherine! she is a reward so raise Useph. What brought me here? Why, I heard so truly great, thata riot, so I came to-to

Cath. Hear me, Cohenberg: sbr. Leop. To what?

tenderness for me make thee furget tas Useph. Why, to quell it, and defend your house; country, and thy king, though tha >> and, besides, I came to wish you joy on your mar- last

, I'll tear thee, coward, fro mylem riage, my dear friend.

and cast thee off unworthy of my inie Leop. And how did you get into the house ?

Seras. Aside.] Deatba to my bopes. Useph. I came through the garden, and in at the my purposes.-Christian, retlect; te ) back-door, quietly and peaceably as a magistrate sour lives shall expiate thy fault

. should do, and agreeably to my function.

Carh. This is the greatest merey tba 3 *** Peter. Yes, and you seem to have been cating He dares to die, and I dare not live w **

honoured. some of our supper : was that agreeably to your function ?

Seras. (Muffled drums.) Appear, re ** Leop. Ah! sirrah, who asked you to supper?

death. Useph. I only picked a bit.

Enter Black Slares. Leop. Hold your tongue. Harkye, rascal! my Now, Christian, this moment is the last Lilla's carried off; and I am almost sure that you Cul. Oh, heavens ! are in the plot; so, come along, and if I find my Seras. Bear her away! suspicions right, I'll hang you on the next tree.

Cath. To torture-death. My Colesben

(Exeunt. ! meinber me.
SCENE V.- A Turkish Walch-tower.

Col. In life and death, my Catherica
Seras, Away with her!

(Eru Cars. Enter the Seraskien, Ismael, and Guards from and end at once this pageant of this comes

Col. Come, tyrant, give me the fatal 4:54 the Touer. Seras. Well, Ismael; so far we have proceeded: usath my feet; and, though this wulikia to

threats I boldly despise ; tby otfers tous 12a

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