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What can this bode ?—Let me speak plainer
Is it to propagate th' unspotted law
But much I fear infection is among us; Enter Caled and Attendants. Sergius brought A boundless lust of rapine guides our troops. in bound with cords.
We learn the Christian vices we chastise,
And tempted with the pleasures of the soil, Caled. Mercy! What's that ?--Look, yonder More than with distant hopes of Paradise, on the field
I fear may soon-but, oh, avert it Heaven! of our late fight!-Go, talk of mercy there.
Fall even a prey to our own spoils and conquests. Will the dead hear thy voice?
Caled. No--thou mistak'st; thy pious xal
deceives thee. Ser. O spare me yet. Caled. Thou wretch !-Spare thee; to what? Our prophet only chides our sluggard valour. To live in torture ?
Thou saw'st how in the vale of Honan once Are not thy limbs all bruised, thy bones dis- The troops, as now defeated, fled confused jointed,
Even to the gates of Mecca's holy city; To force thee to confess? And wouldst thou | 'Till Mahomet himself there siopp'd their endrag,
trance, Like a crush'd serpent, a vile mangled being ?
A javelin in his hand, and turn'd them back My eyes abhor a coward-Hence, and die !
Upon the foe; they fought again and conquered. Ser. Oh, I have told thee all — When first pur- His own example points us out the way.
Behold how we may best appease his wrath! sued I fix'd my letters on an arrow's point,
Abu. Well be it then resolved. This And shot them o'er the walls
dulgent hour Caled. Hast thou told all ?
Of better fortune is, I hope, at hand. Well, then thou shalt have mercy to requite thee: And yet, since Phocyas has appear'd its chamBehold, I'll send thee forward on thy errand.
pion, Strike off his head; then cast it o'er the gates :
How has this city raised its drooping head! There let thy tongue tell o'er its tale again.
As if some charm prevail'd where'er he fought; Ser. O, bloody Saracens !
Our strength seems wither'd, and our fecble wes(Erit, dragged away by the Guards.
Forget their wonted triumph—were he absentEnter AbUDAH.
Caled. I would have sought him out in the last
action Caled. Abudah, welcome!
To single fight, and put that charm to proof; Abu. O Caled, what an evening was the last! Had not a foul and sudden mist arose Caled. Name it no more ; remembrance sickens Ere I arrived, to have restored the combat.
But let it be— 'tis past. We yet may meet And therefore sleep is banish'd from this night;
And 'twill be known whose arm is then the Nor shall to-morrow's sun open his eye
Daran. Health to the race of Ismael! and From tent to tent, and warn'd them to be ready.
days What must be done?
More prosperous than the last- a christian Caled. Thou know'st th' important news,
captive Which we have intercepted by this slave,
Is fallen within my watch, and waits his doon. Of a new army's march. The time now calls, Caled. Bring forth the slave !-0 thou been While these soft Syrians are dissolved in riot,
vulture, death! Foold with success, and not suspecting danger, Do we then feed thee only thus by morsels ! Neglectful of their watch, or else fast bound
Whole armies never can suffice thy anger. in chains of sleep, companion of debauches, 'To form a new attack ere break of day,
DARAN goes out, and re-enters with PHOCYAS So, like the wounded leopard, shall we rush From out our covers on these drowsy hunters, Whence, and what art thou !-of Damascos And seize them, unprepared to 'scape our venge
Where didst thou find this dumb and sullen thing, Abu. Great captain of the armies of the faith. That seems to lower deftince on our anger ? ful!
Daran. Marching in circuit, with the horse I know thy mighty and unconquer'd spirit ;
thou gav'st me, Yet hear me, Caled, hear and weigh my doubts, T' observe the city gates, I saw from far Our angry prophet frowns upon our vices, Two persons issue forth; the one advanced, And visits us in blood. Why else did terror, And ere he could retreat my horsemen seized Unknown before, seize all our stoutest bands? The angel of destruction was abroad;
The other was a woman, and had fled, The archers of the tribe of Thoal fled,
Upon a signal given at our approach, So long renown'd, or spent their shafts in vain ; And got within the gates. Wouldst thou know The feather'd flights err'd through the boundless
Himself, if he will speak, can best inform thee, Or the death turn'd on him that drew the bow ! Caled. Have I not seen thy face?
Abu. [70 Caled.] He hears thee not ;
That woman- 'twas for her-How shall 1 His eyes are fix'd on earth ; some deep distress
speak it ? Is at his heart. This is no common captive. Eudocia, Oh farewell !—I'll tell you, then, Caled. A lion in the toils! We soon shall As fast as these heart-rending sighs will let me; ta me him.
I loved the daughter of the proud Eumenes, Still art thou dumb ?-Nay, 'tis in vain to cast And long in secret woo'd her; not unwelcome Thy gloomy looks so oft around this place, To her my visits; but I fear'd her father, Or frown upon thy bonds—thou canst not 'scape. Who oft had press'd her to detested nuptials, Pho Then be it so -the worst is pass'd al- And therefore durst not, 'till this night of joy, ready,
Avow to him my courtship. Now I thought her And lifo is now not worth a moment's pause. Mine, by a double claim, of mutual vows, Do you not know me yet—think of the man And service yielded at his greatest need : You have most cause to curse, and I am he. When, as I moved my suit, with sour disdain, Caled. Ha! Phocyas ?
He mock'd my service, and forbade my love; Abu. Phocyas !-Mahomet, we thank thee ! Degraded me from the command I bore, Now dost thou smile again.
And with defiance bade me seek the foe. Daran. (Aside.) O devil, devil !
How has his curse prevailid !—The generous And I not know him !—'twas but yesterday
Abu. (Aside.) My soul is moved— Thou wert Caled. (Aside.) This is indeed a prize!
a man, oh, prophet! Is it because thou know'st what slaughter'd heaps Forgive, if 'tis a crime, a human sorrow, There yet unburied lie without the camp, For injured worth, though in an enemy! Whose ghosts have all this night, passing the Pho. Now since you have heard my story, Zorat,
set me free, Calld from the bridge of death to thee to follow, That I may save her yet, dearer than life, That now thou’rt here to answer to their cry? From a tyrannic father's threaten'd force; Howe'er it be, thou know'st thy welcome Gold, gems, and purple vests, shall pay my ranPho. Yes,
som; Thou proud, blood-thirsty Arab!
—Well I Nor shall my peaceful sword henceforth be drawn know
In fight, nor break its truce with you for ever. What to expect from thee : I know ye all.
Caled. No--there's one way, a better, and but How should the author of distress and ruin
one, Be moved to pity? That 's a human passion. To save thyself, and make some reparation No—in your hungry eyes, that look revenge, For all the numbers thy bold hand has slain. I read my doom. Where are your racks, your Pho. Oh, name it quickly, and my soul will tortures?
bless thee! I'm ready-lead me to them; I can bear
Caled. Embrace our faith, and share with us The worst of ills from you. You're not my
our fortunes, friends,
Pho. Then I am lost again! My countrymen. —Yet were you men, I could Caled. What; when we offer Unfold a story-But no more-Eumenes, Not freedom only, but to raise thee high Thou hast thy wish, and I am now-a worm! To greatness, conquest, glory, heavenly bliss ! Abu. (To CALED aside.) Leader of armies, Pho. To sink me down to infamy, perdition, hear him! for my mind
Here and hereafter! Make my name a curse Presages good accruing to our cause
To present times, to every future age By this event.
A proverb and a scorn!-take back thy mercy, Caled. I tell thee then, thou wrong'st us, And know I now disdain it. To think our hearts thus steel'd, our ears deaf Caled. As thou wilt, To all that thou may'st utter. Speak, disclose The time's too precious to be wasted longer The secret woes that throbs within thy breast. In words with thee. Thou know'st thy doom Now, by the silent hours of night, we'll hear thee,
---farewell. And mute attention shall await thy words. Abu. [ To Cal, aside.) Hear me, Caled, grant Pho. This is not then the palace in Damascus !
him some short space; If you will hear, then I indeed have wrong'd Perhaps he will at length accept thy bounty. you.
Try him, at leastHow can this be? - When he for whom I've Caled. Well--be it so, then. Daran, fought,
Guard well thy charge–Thou hast an hour to Fought against you, has yet refused to hear me ! You seem surprised. It was ingratitude If thou art wise, thou may'st prolong that term, That drove me out an exile from those walls If not-why-Fare thee well, and think of death. Which I so late defended.
(Ereunt Caled and Abu. Abu. Can it be?
Pho. (Dar. waiting al a distance.) Farewell, Are these thy christian friends?
and think of death! Was it not so? Caled. 'Tis well-we thank them
Do murderers then preach morality ?They help us to subdue themselves,But who But how to think of what the living know not, Was the companion of thy fight ?-A woman, And the dead cannot, or else may not tell ? So Daran said
What art thou, O thou great mysterious terror! Pho. 'Tis there I am most wretched
The way to thee we know! disease, famine, Oh, I am torn from all my soul held dear, Sword, fire, and all thy ever-open gates And my life's blood flows out upon the wound ! That day and night stand ready to receive us,
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But what's beyond them?
—Who will draw That barely for the privilege to live, that veil ?
I would be bought his slave. But go tell him. Yet death 's not there-No; 'tis a point of The little space of life bis scorn bequeathed me time,
Was lent in vain, and he may take the forfer The verge 'twixt mortal and immortal beings. Abu. Why wilt thou wed thyself to misery, It mocks our thoughts! On this side all is life; When our faith courts thee to eternal blessings! And when we have reach'd it, in that very in- When truth itself is, like a seraph, come
To loose thy bands ?- The light divine, whose "Tis past the thinking of! Oh! if it he
beams The pangs, the throes, the agonizing struggles Pierced through the gloom of Hera's sacred cave, When soul and body part, sure I have felt it, And there illumined the great Mahomet, And there's no more to fear.
Arabia's morning star, now shines on thee, Daran. (Aside.) Suppose I now
Arise, salute with joy the guest from Heaven, Despatch him-Right-What need to stay for Follow her steps, and be no more a captive. orders?
Pho. But whither must I follow answe: I wish I durst !-Yet what I dare I'll do,
that, Your jewels, christian-You'll not need these Is she a guest from Heaven? What marks divine, trifles
(Searching him. What signs, what wonders souch ber boasted Pho. I pray thee, slave, stand off—my soul's
mission ? too busy
Abu. What wonders—um thy eye to Meeca! To lose a thought on thee.
How far from Caaba first, that hallow'd temple, Enter ABUDAH.
Her glory dawn'd!- then look how swift its
course, Abu. What's this ! -forbear!
As when the sun beams shooting through a cloud Who gave thee leave to use this violence ? Drive o'er the meadow's face the flying shades! (Takes the jewels from him, and lays them on Have not the nations bent before our swords, a table.
Like ripen'd corn before the reaper's steel? Daran. (Aside.) Denied my booty ?-Curses Why is all this? Why does success still wait on his head!
Upon our laws, if not to show that Heaven Was not the founder of our law a robber? First sent it forth, and owns it still be conquest Why 'twas for that I left my country's gods, Pho. Dost thou ask why is this !-0 why, inMenaph and Uzza. Better still be pågan,
deed? Than starve with a new faith.
Where is the man can read Heaven's secret Abu. What dost thou mutter ?
counsels 1 Daran, withdraw, and better learn thy duty. Why did I conquer in another cause,
(Erit DARAN. Yet now am herePhocyas, perhaps, thou know'st me not
Abu. I'll tell thee—thy good angel Pho. I know
Has seized thy hand unseen, and snatch'd thee Thy name Abudah, and thy office here,
out The second in command. What more thou art From swift destruction; know, ere day sball Indeed I cannot tell.
dawn, Abu. True, for thou yet
Damascus will in blood lament its fall! Know'st not I am thy friend.
We've heard what army is design'd to march Pho. Is't possible ?
Too late to save her. Now, e'en now, our force Thou speak'st me fair.
Is just preparing for a fresh assault. Abu. What dost thou think of life?
Now too thou might'st revenge thy wrongsPho. I think not of it; death was in my
Charged me to say, and more-that he invites On hard conditions life were but a load.
Thou know'st the terms to share with him And I will lay it down.
the conquest. Abu. Art thou resolved ?
Pho. Conquest !- Revenge Hold, let me Pho. I am, unless thou bring'st me better
think-O horror! terms
Revenge !--0) what revenge? Bleed on, my Than those I have rejected.
wounds, Abu. Think again.
For thus to be revenged, were it not worse Caled, by me, once more renews that offer. Than all that I can suffer ?But Eudocia Pho. Thou say'st thou art my friend! Why Where will she then-Shield her, ye pitying dost thou try
powers, To shake the settled temper of my breast ? And let me die in peace ! My soul hath just discharged her cumbrous train Abu. Hear me once more, Of hopes and fears, prepared to take her voyage 'Tis all I have to offer; mark me now To other seats, where she may rest in peace; Caled has sworn Eudocia shall be safe. And now thou call'st me back, to beat again Pho. Ha! safe—but how! A wretched eapThe painful road of life— Tempt me no more
tive too! To be a wretch, for I despise the offer.
Abu. He swears she shall be free, she shall be Abu. The general knows thee brave, and 'lis
thine. for that
Pho. Then I am lost indeed
0 croel He seeks alliance with thy noble virtues,
bounty! Pho. He knows me brave !Why does he How can I be at once both cursed and happy! then thus treat me ?
Abu. The time draws near, and I must quickly No! he believes I am so poor of soul,
But first reflect, that in this fatal night
Omar and Serjabil ?—'tis well, I see them, Slaughter and rapine may be loosed abroad, You know your duty. You, Abdorraman, And while they roam with unextinguish'd rage, Must charge with Raphan. Mourn, thou haughty Should she thou lov’st—well may'st thou start,
city! -be made,
The bow is bent, nor canst thou 'scape thy doom. Perhaps unknown, some barbarous soldier's prey; Who turns his back henceforth, our prophet Should she then fall a sacrifice to lust
curse him! Or brutal fury.-
Daran. But who commands the trusty bands Pho. Oh- this pulls my heart strings !
(Falls. Thou know'st their leader fell in the last fight. -save me, save me from that Caled. 'Tis true; thou, Daran, well deserv'et thought;
that charge; There's ruin in it, 't will, it will undo me! I've mark'd what a keen hatred, like my own, Abu. Nay, do not plunge thyself in black de- Dwells in thy breast against these Christian dogs. spair!
Daran. Thou do'st me right. Look up, poor wretch, thou art not shipwreck'd Caled. And therefore I'll reward it. yet,
Be that command now thine. And here-this Behold an anchor; am not I thy friend?
sabre, Yet hear me, and be bless'd.
Bless'd in the field by Mahomet himself, Pho. (Rising.) Ha! Who, what art thou ? At Chaibar's prosperous fight, shall aid thy arm.
(Raving Daran. Thanks, my good chief; with this l'u My friend ? that's well; but hold
better thank thee. friends honest ?
(Taking the scimitar. What's to be done ?--Hush, hark! what voice Caled. Myself will lead the troops of the is that?
black standard, Abu. There is no voice; 'tis yet the dead of And at the eastern gate begin the storm. night,
Daran. But why do we not move? 'twill soon The guards, without, keep silent watch around
Methinks I'm cold, and would grow warm with Pho. Again-it calls— 'tis she- lead me to
Caled. Then haste, and tell Abudah-O Abu. Thy passion mocks thee with imagined
Thy charge awaits thee. Where's the stubborn Abu. Heaven shows thee what.
captive ? Nav, now it is too late ; see, Caled comes
Abu. Indeed he's brave. I left him for a mo With anger on his brow. Quickly withdraw
ment To the next tent, and there
In the next tent. He's scarcely yet himself. Pho. (Rising) What do I see?
Caled. But is he ours? Damascus! conquest ! ruin! rapes and murder ! Abu. The threats of death are nothing; Villains !- Is there no more. Oh save her, save Though thy last message shook his soul, as winds her!
(Eseunt. On the bleak hills bend down some lofty pine
Yet still be held his root, till I found means,
Abating somewhat of thy first demand, Daran. Behold, on thy approach, they shift If not to make him wholly ours, at least their ground.
To gain sufficient to our end. Caled. 'Tis as thou say'st, he trifles with my Caled. Say how ? mercy.
Abu. Oft he inclined, oft started back; at last, Daran. Speak, shall I fetch his head ? When just consenting, for a while he paused, Caled. No, stay you here,
Stood fix'd in thought, and lift his eyes to heaven: I cannot spare thee yet. Raphan, go thou. Then, as with fresh recover'd force, cried out,
[ To an Officer. Renounce my faith! Never I answer'd, No, But hold—I've thought again--he shall not die. That now he should not do it. Gio, tell him he shall live, 'till be bas seen
Caled. How ! Damascus sink in flames, 'till he behold
Abu. Yet hear, That slave, that woman-idol he adores,
For since I saw him now so lost in passion, Or given a prize to some brave Mursulman, That must be left to bis more temperate thoughts. Or slain before his face; then if he sue Mean time I urged, conjured, at last constrain'd For death as for a boon- -perhaps we'll grant
(Erit Raphan. By all he held most dear, nay, by the voice Daran. The captains wait thy orders. of Providence, that call'd him now to save. Caled. Are the troops
With her he loved, perhaps the lives of thou Ready to march?
sands, Daran. They are.
No longer to resist his better fate, (The Captains pass by as they are named. But join his arms in present action with us Caled. Where's Abu-Taleb?
And swear he would be faithful.
-O your valiant tribes, I thank Caled. What, no more?
Then he's a christian still ! Fled from their standard! Will they now redeem Abu. Have patience yet : it ?
For if by him we can surprise the city
Caled. Say'st thou ?
Caled. (Without.) No quarter! Rill, I may Abu. Hear what 's agreed; but on the terms
Are they not christians ?
More blood ! our propret asks it.
He enters with Daran, foc.
Well met ! -but wherefore are the looks of And yet I do not like this half-ally
peace ? Is he not still a christian ?-But no matter
Why sleeps thy sword? Mean time I will attack the eastern gate ;
Abu. Caled, our task is over. Who first succeeds gives entrance to the rest. Behold the chiefs; they have resign'd the palace, Hear, all !—Prepare ye now for boldest deeds, Caled. And sworn i' obey our law ? And know, the prophet will reward your valour. Abu. No. Think that we all to certain triumph move; Caled. Then fall on. Who falls in fight yet meets the prize above. Abu. Hold yet, and hear memHeaven by me There, in the gardens of eternal spring,
has spared While birds of Paradise around you sing, The sword its cruel task. On easy terme Each, with his blooming beauty by his side, We've gain'd a bloodless conquest. Shall drink rich wines that in full rivers glide, Caled. I renounce it. Breathe fragrant gales o'er fields of spice that Curse on those terms! The city's mine by storm. blow,
Fall on, I say,
Abu. Nay then, I swear ye shall not.
Abu. The general-and I know
[Caled gives signs to his men to fall on ACT IV.
-Nay, he who stirs,
First makes his way through me. My honour's SCENE 1.- A great Square in the City; be
pledge; fore the Governor's Palace.
Rob me of that who dares. (They stop.) I know
thee, Caled, Enter ABUDAH, Saracen Captains and Soldiers ; Chief in command; bold, valiant, wise, and faith
with EUMENES, HERBIS, and other Christians, unarmed.
But yet, remember, I'm a Mussolman;
Nay, more, thou know'st, companion of the pro Eum. It must be so -farewell, devoted walls !
phet, To be surprised thus !-Hell, and all ye fiends,
And what we vow is sacred. How did ye watch this minute for destruction!
Caled. Thou'rt a christian, Her. We've been betray'd by riot and debauch; I swear thou art, and hast betray'd the faith, Curse on the traitor guard.
Curse on thy new allies! Eum. The guard above,
Abu. No more-this strife Did that sleep too?
But ill beseems the servants of the caliph, Alu. Christians, complain no more,
And cast reproach - Christians, withdraw , What you have ask'd is granted. Are ye men,
while; And dare ye question thus, with bold impatience, I pledge my life to answer the conditionsEternal justice ! -Know, the doom from Hea
(Ereunt EUMENES, HERBIS, dhe
Why, Caled, do we thus expose ourselves Falls on your towers, resistless as the bolt
A scorn to nations that despise our law ? That fires the cedars on your mountain tops.
Thou call'st me christian--What! is it because Be meek, and learn with humble awe to bear
I prize my plighted faith, that I'm a christian ? The mitigated ruin. Worse had follow'd,
Come, 'tis not well, and ifHad you opposed our numbers. Now you're
Caleb. What terms are yielded ?
Abu. Leave to de part, to all that will; an oath Quarter and liberty are given to all ;
First given, no more to aid the war against us, And little do ye think how much ye owe
An unmolested march. Each citizen To one brave enemy, whom yet ye know not.
To take his goods, not more thrn a mule's burden;
The chiefs six mules, and ten the governor ; Enter ARTAMON hastily.
Besides some few slight arms for their defence
Against the mountain robbers. Arta. All's lost ! Ha! — Who are these?
Cal. Now, by Mahomet, Eum. All's lost, indeed.
Thou hast equipp'd an army! Yield up thy sword, if thou wouldst share our Abu. Canst thou doubt safety.
The greatest part by far will choose to stay, Thou com'st too late to bring us news.
Receive our law, or pay th' accustom'd tribute ? Arta. Oh! -no,
What fear we then from a few wretched bands The news I bring is from the eastern guard. of scatter'd fugitives ?
-Besides, thou know'st Caled has forced the gate, and—but he's here. What towns of strength remain yet unsubdued. "A cry without.) Fly, fly; they follow-Quar- Let us appear this once like generous victors, ter, mercy, quarter !
So future conquests shall repay this bounty, (Several Persons as pursued run over the And willing provinces even court subjection. Stage,
Caled. Well-be it on thy head, if worse befall