Miami. Ha! [Pause—he resumes in a softened tone.] Princess, I have crossed many woods and waters, that I might bear the daughter of Powhatan to my nation. Shall my people cry out, with scorn, "behold! our prince returns without his bride?" In what is the pale youth above the red Miami?
Princess. Thine eyes are as the panther's; thy voice like the voice of the wolf. Thou shouldst make my heart beat with joy; and I tremble before thee. Oh no! Powhatan shall give me to my lover. I will be my lover's bride!
Music. Miami stamps furiously; his actions betray the most savage rage of jealousy; he rushes to seize the Princess, but, recollecting that her attendants are by, he goes out in an agony, by his gestures menacing revenge. The Princess exit on the opposite side, followed by train.
Scene III. Werocomoco.
Music. Enter from the palace Powhatan and Grimosco; met by the Princess, who runs to her father.
Powhatan. My daughter!
Princess. O father! the furious Miami!
Powhatan. What of the prince?
Princess. Father, my father! do not let the fierce prince bear me to his cruel nation!
Powhatan. How!