_King_. Who frights our quiet Slumbers with this Noise?
_Enter_ Queen _and Women, with Lights_.
_Qu_. Was it a Dream, or did I hear the Sound Of Treason, call me from my silent Griefs?
_King_. Who rais"d this Rumour, _Abdelazer_, you?
_Abd_. I did, Great Sir.
_King_. Your Reasons.
_Abd_. Oh Sir, your Brother _Philip_, and the Cardinal, Both animated by a Sense of Wrongs, (And envying, Sir, the Fortune of your Slave) Had laid a Plot this Night, to murder you: And "cause they knew it was my waiting Night, They wou"d have laid the Treason, Sir, on me.
_King_. The Cardinal, and my Brother! bring them forth, Their Lives shall answer it.
_Abd_. Sir, "tis impossible: For when they found their Villany discover"d, They in two Friers Habits made escape.
_King_. That Cardinal is subtle, and ambitious, And from him _Philip_ learnt his dangerous Principles.
_Qu_. The Ambition of the one infects the other, And they are both too dangerous to live-- But might a Mother"s Counsel be obey"d, I wou"d advise you, send the valiant Moor To fetch "em back, e"er they can reach the Camp: For thither they are fled--where they will find A Welcome fatal to us all.
_King_. Madam, you counsel well; and, _Abdelazer_, Make it your Care to fetch these Traitors back, Not only for my Safety, and the Kingdom"s, But as they are your Enemies; and th" envious World Will say, you made this story to undo "em.
_Abd_. Sir, I"ll obey; nor will I know repose, Till I have justify"d this fatal Truth.
[Abd. _goes to the_ Queen, _and talks to her_.
_King_. Mean time I will to my _Florella"s_ Lodging, Silence, and Night, are the best Advocates [_Aside_.
To plead a Lover"s Cause--_Abdelazer_--haste.
Madam, I"ll wait on you to your Chamber.
_Abd_. Sir, that"s my Duty.
_King_. Madam, good Night--_Alonzo_, to your rest.
[_Ex. all but_ Qu. _and_ Abd.
_Qu. Philip_ escap"d!
Oh, that I were upon some Desart Sh.o.a.r, Where I might only to the Waves and Winds Breathe out my Sense of Rage for this Defeat.
_Abd_. Oh, "tis no time for Rage, but Action, Madam.
_Qu_. Give me but any Hopes of blest Revenge, And I will be as calm as happy Lovers.
_Abd_. There is a way, and is but that alone; But such a way, as never must be nam"d.
_Qu_. How! not be nam"d! Oh, swear thou hat"st me rather, It were a Torment equal to thy Silence.
_Abd_. I"ll shew my Pa.s.sion rather in that Silence.
_Qu_. Kind Torturer, what mean"st thou?
_Abd_. To shew you, Madam, I had rather live Wrong"d and contemn"d by _Philip_, Than have your dearer Name made infamous.
_Qu_. Heavens! dost thou mock my Rage? can any Sin I could commit, undo my Honour more Than his late Insolence?
Oh, name me something may revenge that Shame: I wou"d encounter killing Plagues, or Fire, To meet it--Come, oh quickly give me ease.
_Abd_. I dare no more reveal the guilty Secret, Than you dare execute it when "tis told.
_Qu_. How little I am understood by thee-- Come, tell me instantly, for I grow impatient; You shall obey me--nay, I do command you.
_Abd_. Durst you proclaim--_Philip_ a b.a.s.t.a.r.d, Madam?
_Qu_. Hah! proclaim my self--what he wou"d have me thought!
What mean"st thou?--
_Abd_. Instruct you in the way to your Revenge.
_Qu_. Upon my self thou meanest--
_Abd_. No-- He"s now fled to th" Camp, where he"ll be fortify"d Beyond our Power to hurt, but by this means; Which takes away his Hopes of being a King, (For he"d no other Aim in taking Arms) And leaves him open to the People"s Scorn; Whom own"d as King, Numbers wou"d a.s.sist him, And then our Lives he may dispose, As he has done our Honours.
_Qu_. There"s Reason in thy Words: but oh my Fame!
_Abd_. Which I, by Heaven, am much more tender of, Than my own Life or Honour; and I"ve a way To save that too, which I"ll at leisure tell you.
In the mean time send for your Confessor, And with a borrow"d Penitence confess, Their Idol _Philip_ is a b.a.s.t.a.r.d; And zealously pretend you"re urg"d by Conscience, A cheap Pretence to cozen Fools withal.
_Qu_. Revenge, although I court you with my fatal Ruin, I must enjoy thee: there"s no other way, And I"m resolv"d upon the mighty Pleasure; He has profan"d my purer Flame for thee, And merits to partake the Infamy.
[_He leads her out_.
_Abd_. Now have at my young King-- I know he means to cuckold me to Night, Whilst he believes I"ll tamely step aside-- No, let _Philip_ and the Cardinal gain the Camp, I will not hinder "em-- I have a n.o.bler Sacrifice to make To my declining Honour, shall redeem it, And pay it back with Interest--well, then in order to"t, I"ll watch about the Lodgings of _Florella_, And if I see this hot young Lover enter, I"ll save my Wife the trouble of allaying The amorous Heat--this--will more nimbly do"t, [_s.n.a.t.c.hes out his Dagger_.
And do it once for all--
_Enter_ Florella _in her Night-Clothes_.
_Flor_. My _Abdelazer_--why in that fierce posture, As if thy Thoughts were always bent on Death?
Why is that Dagger out?--against whom drawn?
_Abd_. Or stay,--suppose I let him see _Florella_, And when he"s high with the expected Bliss, Then take him thus--Oh, "twere a fine surprize!
_Flor_. My Lord--dear _Abdelazer_.
_Abd_. Or say--I made her kill him--that were yet An Action much more worthy of my Vengeance.
_Flor_. Will you not speak to me? what have I done?
_Abd_. By Heaven, it shall be so.
_Flor_. What shall be so?
_Abd_. Hah--