Raab Kiuprili. What right hadst thou, Prince Emerick, to bestow them?

Emerick. By what right dares Kiuprili question me?

Raab Kiuprili. By a right common to all loyal subjects— [240]
To me a duty! As the realm's co-regent,
Appointed by our sovereign's last free act,
Writ by himself.— [Grasping the Patent.

Emerick. Aye!—Writ in a delirium!

Raab Kiuprili. I likewise ask, by whose authority
[[892]] The access to the sovereign was refused me? 245

Emerick. By whose authority dared the general leave
His camp and army, like a fugitive?

Raab Kiuprili. A fugitive, who, with victory for his comrade,
Ran, open-eyed, upon the face of death!
A fugitive, with no other fear, than bodements [250]
To be belated in a loyal purpose—
At the command, Prince! of my king and thine,
Hither I came; and now again require
Audience of Queen Zapolya; and (the States
Forthwith convened) that thou dost shew at large, 255
On what ground of defect thou'st dared annul
This thy King's last and solemn act—hast dared
Ascend the throne, of which the law had named,
And conscience should have made thee, a protector.

Emerick. A sovereign's ear ill brooks a subject's questioning! 260
Yet for thy past well-doing—and because
'Tis hard to erase at once the fond belief
Long cherished, that Illyria had in thee
No dreaming priest's slave, but a Roman lover
Of her true weal and freedom—and for this, too, [265]
That, hoping to call forth to the broad day-light
And fostering breeze of glory all deservings,
I still had placed thee foremost.

Raab Kiuprili. Prince! I listen.

Emerick. Unwillingly I tell thee, that Zapolya,
Maddened with grief, her erring hopes proved idle— [270]