[Enter Emerick.

Emerick. Fools! Cowards! follow—or by Hell I'll make you
[[947]] Find reason to fear Emerick, more than all
The mummer-fiends that ever masqueraded
As gods or wood-nymphs!—
Ha! 'tis done then!
Our necessary villain hath proved faithful, [280]
And there lies Casimir, and our last fears!
Well!—Aye, well!——
And is it not well? For though grafted on us,
And filled too with our sap, the deadly power
Of the parent poison-tree lurked in its fibres: [285]
There was too much of Raab Kiuprili in him:
The old enemy looked at me in his face,
E'en when his words did flatter me with duty.

Enter Casimir and Bathory.

Old Bathory (aside). This way they come!

Casimir (aside). Hold them in check awhile,
The path is narrow! Rudolph will assist thee. [290]

Emerick (aside). And ere I ring the alarum of my sorrow,
I'll scan that face once more, and murmur—Here
Lies Casimir, the last of the Kiuprilis!
Hell! 'tis Pestalutz!

Casimir (coming forward). Yes, thou ingrate Emerick!
'Tis Pestalutz! 'tis thy trusty murderer! 295
To quell thee more, see Raab Kiuprili's sword!

Emerick. Curses on it and thee! Think'st thou that petty omen
Dare whisper fear to Emerick's destiny?
Ho! Treason! Treason!

Casimir. Then have at thee, tyrant!
[They fight. Emerick falls.

Emerick. Betrayed and baffled [300]
By mine own tool!——Oh! [Dies.