ORLOFF. With earneftness unspeakable; and I return it with fuch gratitude and fervor, as becomes a foldier and a husband.

IBRA. Such charms, I could not have beheld infenfibly, [to Alexina] had I known them before Paulina engroffed my heart-but now, that heart can beat for her alone. To-morrow you fhall be escorted to your camp, and I, to give that dignity to love, without which it finks into loweft appetite, will make this charmer mine, by facred rites.

ORLOFF. Illuftrious Turk! Love has taught thee to revere marriage, and marriage shall teach thee to honour love.

A LA GR. Why what ups and downs there are in this world! My lord, [to Orloff] I am once again your most duteous fervant-for fellow flaves, I perceive, we shall be no longer-So there goes my dignity! I'll make a bold push for a new one though. Azim, I find pardon me, my lord, [to Ibrahim] Azim, I find, is out of place, will your mightiness bestow it on me, and make me your principal flavedriver?

IBRA. [Laughing.] What wouldst thou do?

A LA GR. Any thing, and every thing. I'd imitate the fmack of Azim's whip, and roll my eyes as he does, to frighten your male flaves, and transform myself into a fattin feat, with a canopy over my head, to amuse your female slaves.

IBRA. Transform thyself into a fattin feat, with a canopy over thy head-thou art bewildered. [To Alexina.] Pronounce, Madam, the fate of the pro

fligate flave, whose villainy had nearly brought about fuch difaftrous events-Shall he perish?

ALEX. Ah, in this hour of felicity, let nothing perish but misfortune! Be the benevolent Mustapha rewarded, and let Azim have frank forgiveness.

IBRA. Charming magnanimity! if it flows from your CHRISTIAN DOCTRINES, fuch doctrines must be RIGHT, and I will closely ftudy them.

ALEX [Stepping forward.] And may our errors have frank forgiveness too! Bestow on us your favour, and make the DAY IN TURKEY one of the happieft of this happy season!

THE END.

EPILOGUE.

WRITTEN BY MRS. COWLEY.

SPOKEN BY MRS. POPE.

ESCAP'D from Turkey, and from prison free,
Yet ftill a SLAVE you shall behold in me;
An English flave-flave to your ev'ry pleasure,
Seeking your plaudits as her richest treasure.

Whilst thus you feast with cheering praise my ear, For our foft poet I confess some fear. Perhaps you'll fay,-" Two marriages for love! "Thus foolish female pens for ever rove; "But give us, Madam, give us, real life, "Who goes to Turkey pray, to fetch a wife ?”

Critic! a few months past I wou'd allow
Your comment juft, but not, Sir Surly, now!
For now we know A PRINCE can cross the feas
T' obtain a wife, a nation's hearts to please.
"The age of chivalry" again returns,

And love, with all its ancient fplendor burns;
Yes-

Tell the rapt Orator whofe magic pen

So late chastised the new found rights of men-
Who fear'd that honor, courage, love were loft,
And Europe's glories in the whirlwind toft ;

Tell him "heroic enterprise" shall ftill furvive,
And "loyalty to sex" remain alive;

"The unbought grace of life" again we find,
And "proud fubmiffion" fills the public mind;
T'wards her, now borne to BRITAIN'S happy coaft→→→
A hufband's honor, and a nation's boaft.
"Fuft lighted on this orb the vision shines
"Scarce feems to touch," and as it moves, refines!
O, may the long adorn this chofen ifle,

Where the best gifts of fate unceafing smile!
When," like the morning flar" at wond'rous height,
She foars at length beyond this world and night,
Still may your bleffings to her name be given,
While foft fhe fades into her native heaven!

THOSE who read will know, that in the above Epilogue all the paffages diftinguished by italics are taken from an effufion infpired by another royal lady;- agitating the lightning pen of a man who in his head is all REASON, in his heart all SENSATION. A man whom politics seized, and feems to have dragged reluctantly from LOVE. Let the women of future times weave to his the fairest garmemory lands, and twine amidst laurels and roses the name of Burke.

INSTRUCTIONS FOR THE SOPHA.

THE canopy is compofed of two umbrellas of white fattin, or stuff; the upper one very small, each trimmed with gold fringe, feftoons of flowers, and taffels. The covering for the ftool, of the fame materials, is made in the form of a hammer cloth; a white fattin mattress is laid on it, trimmed with gold fringe.