Ozm. Nothing but death my vows can give me back:
They are not yours to give, nor mine to take.
Benz. Nay, think not, though I could your vows resign,
My love or virtue could dispense with mine.
I would extinguish your unlucky fire,
To make you happy in some new desire:
I can preserve enough for me and you,
And love, and be unfortunate, for two.
Ozm. In all that's good and great
You vanquish me so fast, that in the end
I shall have nothing left me to defend.
From every post you force me to remove;
But let me keep my last entrenchment, love.
Benz. Love then, my Ozmyn; I will be content [Giving her hand.
To make you wretched by your own consent:
Live poor, despised, and banished for my sake,
And all the burden of my sorrows take;
For, as for me, in whatsoe'er estate,
While I have you, I must be fortunate.
Ozm. Thus then, secured of what we hold most dear,
(Each other's love) we'll go—I know not where.
For where, alas, should we our flight begin?
The foe's without; our parents are within.
Benz. I'll fly to you, and you shall fly to me;
Our flight but to each other's arms shall be.
To providence and chance permit the rest;
Let us but love enough, and we are blest. [Exeunt.
SCENE II.
Enter Boabdelin, Abenamar, Abdelmelech, Guards: Zulema and Hamet, Prisoners.
Abdelm. They are Lyndaraxa's brothers; for her sake,
Their lives and pardon my request I make.
Boab. Then, Zulema and Hamet, live; but know,
Your lives to Abdelmelech's suit you owe.