[Music recommences.—The Procession passes into the Palace.

Emerick. What? Raab Kiuprili? What? a father's sword
Against his own son's breast?

Raab Kiuprili. 'Twould best excuse him,
Were he thy son, Prince Emerick. I abjure him.

Emerick. This is my thanks, then, that I have commenced
A reign to which the free voice of the nobles 235
Hath called me, and the people, by regards
Of love and grace to Raab Kiuprili's house?

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?