Muza. Him who was king, I seek.
He came arrayed as herald to this tent.
Abd. Thy daughter! was she nigh? perhaps for her
Was this disguise.
Muza. Here, Abdalazis, kings
Disguise from other causes; they obtain
Beauty by violence, and power by fraud.
Treason was his intent: we must admit
Whoever come; our numbers are too small
For question or selection, and the blood
Of Spaniards shall win Spain for us, today.
Abd. The wicked cannot move from underneath
Thy ruling eye.
Muza. Right!—Julian and Roderigo
Are leagued against us, on these terms alone,
That Julian’s daughter weds the christian king.
[Egilona, turning round, and rushing forward.
Egil. ’Tis true—and I proclaim—
Abd. Heaven and earth!
Was it not thou, most lovely, most high-souled,
Who wishedst us success, and me a crown?
[Opas, in astonishment, goes abruptly.
Egil. I give it—I am Egilona, queen
Of that detested man.