Flor. Oh mighty King! in whose sole Power, like Heav’n, The Lives and Safeties of your Slaves remain, Hear and redress my Abdelazer’s Wrongs.
King. All Lives and Safeties in my Power remain!
Mistaken charming Creature, if my Power
Be such, who kneel and bow to thee,
What must thine be,
Who hast the Sovereign Command o’er me and it?
Wou’dst thou give Life? turn but thy lovely Eyes
Upon the wretched thing that wants it,
And he will surely live, and live for ever.
Canst thou do this, and com’st to beg of me?
Flor. Alas, Sir, what I beg’s what you alone can give, My Abdelazer’s Pardon.
King. Pardon! can any thing ally’d to thee offend?
Thou art so sacred and so innocent,
That but to know thee, and to look on thee,
Must change even Vice to Virtue.
Oh my Florella!
So perfectly thou dost possess my Soul,
That ev’ry Wish of thine shall be obey’d:
Say, wou’dst thou have thy Husband share my Crown?
Do but submit to love me, and I yield it.
Flor. Such Love as humble Subjects owe their King. [Kneels, he takes her up. And such as I dare pay, I offer here.
King. I must confess it is a Price too glorious: But, my Florella—
Abd. I’ll interrupt your amorous Discourse. [Aside.
[Abd. comes up to them.
Flor. Sir, Abdelazer’s here.
King. His Presence never was less welcome to me;— [Aside. But, Madam, durst the Cardinal use this Insolence? Where is your noble Husband?
Abd. He sees me, yet inquires for me. [Aside.