SCENE III. DEMETRIUS, CALI, LEONTIUS, ABDALLA. LEONTIUS. Our bark unseen has reach'd th' appointed bay, ABDALLA. The fav`ring winds assist the great design, CALI. 'Tis well-A single blow completes our wishes; Return with speed, Leontius, to your charge; The Greeks, disorder'd by their leader's absence, May droop dismay'd, or kindle into madness. LEONTIUS. Suspected still!-What villain's pois'nous tongue CALI. Hast thou not search'd my soul's profoundest thoughts? Is not the fate of Greece and Cali thine? LEONTIUS. Why has thy choice then pointed out Leontius To wait remote from action, and from honour, Of slaughter'd infidels, and clash of swords? DEMETRIUS. Can brave Leontius be the slave of Glory? Be but my country free, be thine the praise; LEONTIUS. : Wilt thou then head the troop upon the shore, DEMETRIUS. What canst thou boast superiour to Demetrius? CALI. Must Greece, still wretched by her childrens folly, LEONTIUS. My pride shall ne'er protract my country's woes; DEMETRIUS. I feel new spirit shoot along my nerves, CALI. Go, then, and with united eloquence. Confirm your troops; and when the moon's fair beam Plays on the quiv'ring waves, to guide our flight, Return, Demetrius, and be free for ever. [Exeunt Dem. and Leon. SCENE IV. CALI, ABDALLA. ABDALLA. How the new monarch, swell'd with airy rule, CALI.. Far be such black ingratitude from Cali! When Asia's nations own me for their lord, ABDALLA. Is this the recompense reserv'd for me? Dar'st thou thus dally with Abdalla's passion? CALI. Name, and enjoy thy wish ABDALLA. I need not name it; Aspasia's lovers know but one desire, Nor hope, nor wish, nor live, but for Aspasia. CALI. That fatal beauty plighted to Demetrius ABDALLA. Nor to deny. CALL. Obtain her, and possess; thou know'st thy rival. ABDALIA: Too well I know him, since on Thracia's plains U Nor Nor will I trust th' uncertain chance of combat; CALI. O spare the gallant Greek, in him we lose ABDALLA. When next we meet before we storm the palace, And stream destructive through his freezing veins : SCENE. V. MAHOMET, MUSTAPHA, CALI, ABDALLA. MAHOMET. Henceforth for ever happy be this day, Sacred to love, to pleasure, and Irene! The matchless fair has bless'd me with compliance; Let every tongue resound Irene's praise, And spread the general transport through mankind. CALI. Blest prince, for whom indulgent Heav'n ordains Now |