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Though disappointment blast our general scheme,
Yet much remains to hope. I shall not call
Nor think that effort lost which rescues thee.
A BDA LL.A.
At length the prize is mine—The haughty maid
Cease this wild roar of savage exultation;
Forbear, Demetrius, 'tis Aspasia calls thee;
DEM ETRIUS. What now remains 2
Shall then the savage live, to boast his insult;
A BID ALL.A.
Infatuate loiterer, has Fate in vain
Tis madness to provoke superfluous danger,
A BD ALL.A.
Fly, wretch, while yet my pity grants thee flight;
Once more I dare thy sword; behold the prize,
A BT) A LL.A.
Well may'st thou call thy master to the combat,
[Erit hastily Abdalla.
Abdalla fails; now Fortune, all is mine. [Aside.
D E METRIU S.
- ASPASIA. In vain I listen to th’ inviting call Of freedom and of love; my trembling joints, Relax'd with fear, refuse to bear me forward. Depart, Demetrius, lest my fate involve thee; Forsake
Forsake a wretch abandon'd to despair,
| DE METRIUS. Let us not struggle with th' eternal will, Nor languish o'er irreparable ruins; Come, haste and live—Thy innocence and truth Shall bless our wand'rings, and propitiate Heav'n.
IRENE. Press not her flight, while yet her feeble nerves Refuse their office, and uncertain life Still labours with imaginary wo; Here let me tend her with officious care, Watch each unquiet flutter of the breast, And joy to feel the vital warmth return, To see the cloud forsake her kindling cheek, And hail the rosy dawn of rising health.
IRENE. - :
D F M ETRIUS.
Remember peace and anguish are before thee, And honour and reproach, and IIeav'n and Hell.
DEMETRIUS, Now make thy choice, while yet the pow'r of choice Kind Heav'n affords thee, and inviting Mercy Holds out her hand to lead thee back to truth.
| RIEN E.
- DEMETRIUS. * But since none knows the danger of a moment, And Heav'n forbids to lavish life away, Let kind compulsion terminate the contest. * * '. [Seizing her hand. Ye Christian captives, follow me to freedom: A galley waits us, and the winds invite.
IRENE. Whence is this violence?
Your calmer thought Will teach a gentler term.
Forbear this rudeness, And learn the rev'rence due to Turkey's Queen: Fly, slaves, and call the Sultan to my rescue. VoI. I. X