Raab Kiuprili. Tell what thou art, and what thou seekest?
Glycine. Only
A harmless orphan youth, to bring him food—
Raab Kiuprili. Wherefore in this wood?
Glycine. Alas! it was his purpose—
Raab Kiuprili. With what intention came he? Would'st thou save him, [115]
Hide nothing!
Glycine. Save him! O forgive his rashness!
He is good, and did not know that thou wert human!
Raab Kiuprili. Human?
With what design?
Glycine. To kill thee, or
If that thou wert a spirit, to compel thee
By prayers, and with the shedding of his blood, 120
To make disclosure of his parentage.
But most of all—
Zapolya (rushing out from the cavern). Heaven's blessing on thee! Speak!
Glycine. Whether his mother live, or perished here!