Alon. Come, rouse thy wonted Spirits, awake thy Soul, And arm thy Justice with a brave Revenge.
Abd. I’ll arm no Justice with a brave Revenge.
[Sullenly.
Alon. Shall they then triumph o’er thee, who were once Proud to attend thy conqu’ring Chariot-Wheels?
Abd. I care not—I am a Dog, and can bear wrongs.
Alon. But, Sir, my Honour is concern’d with yours, Since my lov’d Sister did become your Wife; And if yours suffer, mine too is unsafe.
Abd. I cannot help it—
Alon. What Ice has chill’d thy Blood? This Patience was not wont to dwell with thee.
Abd. ‘Tis true; but now the World is chang’d you see.
Thou art too brave to know what I resolve— [Aside.
No more—here comes the King with my Florella.
He loves her, and she swears to me she’s chaste;
’.is well, if true—well too, if it be false: [Aside.
I care not, ‘tis Revenge
That I must sacrifice my Love and Pleasure to.
[Alon. and Abd. stand aside.
_Enter King, Lords, Guards passing over the Stage,
Florella in a suppliant posture weeping.
King. Thou woo’st me to reverse thy Husband’s Doom,
And I woo thee for Mercy on my self,
Why shoud’st thou sue to him for Life and Liberty,
For any other, who himself lies dying,
Imploring from thy Eyes a little Pity?