Tarik. Thou wert, by oaths,
I am without them; for his heart is brave.
Muza. Am I to bear all this?
Tarik. All this, and more:
Soon wilt thou see the man whom thou hast wronged,
And the keen hatred in thy breast concealed
Find its right way, and sting thee to the core.
Muza. Hath he not foil’d us in the field; not held
Our wisdom to reproach?
Tarik. Shall we abandon
All he hath left us in the eyes of men;
Shall we again make him our adversary
Whom we have proved so, long and fatally?
If he subdue for us our enemies,
Shall we raise others, or, for want of them,
Convert him into one, against his will?
ACT V. SCENE 2.
Hernando enters. Tarik continues.
Here comes Hernando from that prince himself—
Muza. Who scorns, himself, to come.
Her. The queen detains him.