Zap. Whom stylest thou king?
Oth. 'Tis Barbarossa.
Zap. Does he assume the name of king?
Oth. He does.
Zap. O, title vilely purchas'd!—by the blood
Of innocence—by treachery and murder!
May heav'n, incens'd, pour down its vengeance on him,
Blast all his joys, and turn them into horror
Till phrensy rise, and bid him curse the hour
That gave his crimes their birth!—My faithful Othman,