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O save me, Phocyas ! thou hast saved my father; Pho. Then let us lose no time, but hence this Must I yet call him so, this cruel father

night. How wilt thou now deliver poor Eudocia ? The gates I can command, and will provide Pho. See, how we're joined in exile! How our The means of our escape. Some five hours hence fate

("Twill then be turned of midnight) we may meet Conspires to warn us both to leave this city! In the piazza of Honoria's convent. Thou knowest the emperor is now at Antioch; Eud. I know it well; the place is most secure, I have an uncle there, who, when the Persian, And near adjoining to this garden wall. As now the Saracen, had nigh o'er run

There thou shalt find me-protect us, Heaven ! The ravaged empire, did him signal service, Pho. Fear not;—thy innocence will be our guard. And nobly was rewarded. There, Eudocia, I've thought already how to shape our course; Thou might'st be safe, and we may meet with Some pitying angel will attend thy steps, justice.

Guide thee unseen, and charm the sleeping foe, Eud. There—any where, so we may fly this Till thou art safe! 0, I have suffered nothing! place.

Thus gaining thee, and this great generous proof, See, Phocyas, what thy wrongs and mine have How blest I am in my Eudocia's love ! wrought

My only joy, farewell! In a weak woman's frame! for I have courage Eud. Farewell, my Phocyas ! To share thy ex now through every danger. I have no friend but thee-yet thee I'll call Danger is only here, and dwells with guilt, Friend, father, lover, guardian ! Thou art all! With base ingratitude, and hard oppression.



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SCENE I.-Caled's Tent.

Abu. I have walked

The rounds to-night, ere the last hour of prayer, Enter Caled and Attendants. SERGIUS brought from tent to tent, and warned them to be ready. in bound with cords.

What must be done? Cal. Mency! What's that?-Look yonder, on Cal. Thou know'st the important news, the field

Which we have intercepted by this slave, Of our late fight !-Go, talk of mercy there. Of a new army's march. The time now calls, Will the dead hear thy voices

While these soft Syrians are dissolved in riot, Serg. O spare me yet!

Fooled with success, and not suspecting danger, Cal. Thou wretch Spare thee! to what? To Neglectful of their watch, or else fast bound live in torture?

In chains of sleep, companion of debauches, Are not thy limbs all bruised, thy bones disjoint To form a new attack ere break of day; ed,

So, like the wounded leopard, shall we rush To force thee to confess? and wouldst thou drag, From out our covers on these drowsy hunters, Like a crushed serpent, a vile mangled being? And seize them, unprepared to 'scape our venMy eyes abhor a coward-Hence, and die !

geance. Serg. Oh! I have told thee all - When first Abu. Great captain of the armies of the faithpursued,

ful! I fixed my letters on an arrow's point,

I know thy mighty and unconquered spirit; And shot them o'er the walls

Yet hear me, Caled, hear and weigh my doubts. Cal. Hast thou told all ?

Our angry prophet frowns upon our vices, Well, then, thou shalt have mercy to requite thee; And visits us in blood. Why else did terror, Behold, I'll send thee forward on thy errand. Unknown before, seize all our stoutest bands? Strike off his head; then cast it o'er the gates; The angel of destruction was abroad; There let thy tongue tell o'er its tale again. The archers of the tribe of Thoal fied, Serg. O, bloody Saracens !

So long renowned, or spent their shafts in vain; [Erit Serg. dragged away by, the Guards. The feathered flight erred through the boundless

air, Enter ABUDAH.

Or the death turned on him that drew the bow ! Cal. Abudah, welcome!

What can this bode? Let me speak plainer yet; Abu. O Caled, what an evening was the last! Is it to propagate the unspotted law Cal. Name it no more; remeinbrance sickens We fight? 'Tis well; it is a noble cause ; with it,

But much, I fear, infection is among us; And therefore sleep is banished from this night; A boundless lust of rapine guides our troops. Nor shall to-morrow's sun open his eyes

We learn the christian vices we chastise, Upon our shame, ere doubly we've redeemed it. And, tempted with the pleasures of the soil, Have all the captains notice?

More than with distant hopes of paradise,

gent hour

I fear, may soon—but, oh, avert it, Heaven ! His eyes are fixed on earth; some deep distress Fall even a prey to our own spoils and con- Is at his heart. This is no common captive. quests.

Cal. A lion in the toils! We soon shall tame Cal. No-thou mistakest; thy pious zeal de- him. ceives thee.

Still art thou dumb?--Nay, 'tis in vain to cast Our prophet only chides our sluggard valour. Thy gloomy looks so oft around this place, Thou sawest how, in the vale of Honan, once Or frown upon thy bonds—thou canst not 'scape. The troops, as now defeated, fled confused, Pho. Then be it so—the worst is past already, Even to the gates of Mecca's holy city:

And life is now not worth a moment's pause. Till Mahomet himself there stopped their en- Do you not know me yet-think of the man trance,

You have most cause to curse, and I am he. A javelin in his hand, and turned them back Cal. Ha ! Phocyas? Upon the foe; they fought again, and conquered. Abu. Phocyas !-- Mahomet, we thank thee ! Behold how we may best appease his wrath! Now dost thou smile again. His own example points us out the way.

Dar. (Aside.] O devil

, devil ! Abu. Well-be it then resolved. The indul. And I not know him 'twas but yesterday

He killed my borse, and drove me from the field. Of better fortune is, I hope, at hand.

Now I'm revenged! No; hold you there, not And yet, since Phocyas has appeared its cham

yet, pion,

Not while he lives. How has this city raised its drooping head ! Cal. (Aside.) This is indeed a prize! As if some charm prevailed where'er he fought, Is it because thou know'st what slaughtered heaps Our strength seems withered, and our feeble There, yet unburied, lie without the camp, weapons

Whose ghosts have all this night, passing the ZoForget their wonted triumph--were he absent

rat, Cal. I would have sought him out in the last Called, from the bridge of death, to thee to folaction

low, To single fight, and put that charm to proof, That now thou'rt here to answer to their cry? Had not a foul and sudden mist arose

Howe'er it be, thou know'st thy welcome Fre I arrived, to have restored the combat.

Pho. Yes, But let it be'tis past. We yet may meet, Thou proud, blood-thirsty Arab !-Well I know And 'twill be known whose arra is then the What to expect from thee: I know ye all. stronger.

flow should the author of distress and ruin

Be moved to pity? That's a human passion. Enter Daran.

No--in your hungry eyes, that look revenge, Dar. Health to the race of Ismael! and days I read my doom. Where are your racks, your More prosperous than the last—a christian cap

tortures ? tive

I'm ready-lead me to them; I can bear Is fallen within my watch, and waits his doom. The worst of ills from you. You're not my Cal. Bring forth the slave !-0 thou keen vul- friends, ture, Death!

My countrymen.—Yet, were you men, I could Do we then feed thee only thus by morsels! Unfold a story—But no more—Eumenes, Whole armies never can suffice thy anger. Thou hast thy wish, and I am nowma worm! Daran goes out, and re-enters with Phocyas.

Abu. (To Cal.uside.) Leader of armies, hear

him! for my mind Whence, and what art thou ?--Of Damascus ? – Presages good accruing to our cause Daran,

By this event. Where didst thou find this dumb and sullen thing, Cal. I tell thee, then, thou wrong'st us, That seems to lour detiance on our anger? To think our hearts thus steeled, or our ears deaf Dar. Marching in circuit, with the horse thou To all that thou mayest utter. Speak, disclose gavest me,

The secret woes that throb within thy breast. To observe the city gates, I saw from far Now, by the silent hours of night, we'll hear Two persons issue forth; the one advanced,

thee, And, ere he could retreat, my horsemen seized And mute attention shall await thy words. him;

Pho. This is not, then, the palace in DaThe other was a woman, and had fled,

mascus ! Upon a signal given at our approach,

If you will hear, then I, indeed, have wronged And got within the gates. Wouldst thou know you. more,

How can this be?-when he, for whom I've Himself, if he will speak, can best inform thee.

fought, Cal. Have I not seen thy face?

Fought against you, has yet refused to hear me! Abu. [To Caled] He hears thee not:

You seem surprised. It was ingratitude

That drove me out an exile from those walls, In words with thee. Thou know'st thy doom Which I so late defended.

farewell. Abu. Can it be?

Abu. (To Cal. Aside.] Hear me,


grant Are these thy Christian friends ?

him some short space; Cal. 'Tis well-we thank them :

Perhaps he will at length accept thy bounty. They help us to subdue themselves—But who Try him, at least Was the companion of thy flight I-A woman? Cal. Well-be it so, then. Daran, So Daran said

Guard well thy charge-Thou hast an hour to Pho. 'Tis there I am most wretched

live; Oh! I am torn from all my soul held dear, If thou art wise, thou may'st prolong that term; And my life's blood flows out upon the wound ! If not-why-Fare thee well, and think of death. That woman L’twas for her-How shall I speak

[Exeunt Cal. and Abu. it?

Pho. [Dar, waiting at a distance.] Farewell, Eudocia, Oh farewell !—I'll tell you, then,

and think of death! Was it not so? As fast as these heart-rending sighs will let me; Do murderers then preach morality ?I loved the daughter of the proud Eumenes, But how to think of what the living know not, And long in secret wooed her; not unwelcome And the dead cannot, or else may not tell ?To her my visits; but I feared her father, What art thou, O thou great mysterious terror! Who oft had pressed her to detested nuptials, The way to thee we know ! disease, famine, And therefore durst not, till this night of joy, Sword, fire, and all thy ever-open gates, Avow to him my courtship. Now, I thought her That day and night stand ready to receive us. Mine, by a double claim, of mutual vows, But what's beyond them I-Who will draw that And service yielded at his greatest need :

veil ? When, as I moved my suit, with sour disdain, Yet death's not there-No; it is a point of time, He mocked my service, and forbade my love; The verge 'twixt mortal and immortal beings. Degraded me froin the command I bore, It mocks our thoughts ! On this side all is life; And with defiance bade me seek the foe. And when we have reached it, in that very instant How has his curse prevailed !—The generous Tis past the thinking of! Oh! if it be maid

The pangs, the throes, the agonizing struggles Was won, by my distress, to leave the city; When soul and body part, sure I have felt it, And cruel fortune made me thus your prey.

And there's no more to fear. Abu. [Aside.] My soul is moved— Thou wert Dar. (Aside.] Suppose I now a man, O prophet!

Dispatch him !--Right-What need to stay Forgive, if 'tis a crime, a human sorrow,

orders ? For injured worth, though in an enemy! I wish I durst!-Yet what I dare I'll do. Phó. Now—since you have heard my story, Your jewels, christian-You'll not need these set me free,


[Searching him. That I may save her yet, dearer than life, Pho. I pray thee, slave, stand off-My soul's From a tyrannic father's threatened force;

too busy
Gold, gems, and purple vests, shall pay my ran- To lose a thought on thee.
som ;

Nor shall my peaceful sword henceforth be drawn
In fight, nor break its truce with you for ever. Abu. What's this ?

Cal. No—there's one way, a better, and but Who gave thee leave to use this violence ?

[Takes the jewels from him, and lays them To save thyself, and make some reparation

on a table. For all the numbers thy bold hand has slain. Dar. [ Aside.] Denied my booty? Curses on Pho. O, name it quickly, and my soul will bless his head! thee!

Was not the founder of our law a robber? Cal. Embrace our faith, and share with us our Why 'twas for that I left my country's gods, fortunes.

Menaph and Uzza. Better still be pagan, Pho. Then I am lost again!

Than starve with a new faith. Cal. What! when we offer

Abu. What, dost thou mutter? Not freedom only, but to raise thee high Daran, withdraw, and better learn thy duty. To greatness, conquest, glory, heavenly bliss !

[Erit Dar, Pho. To sink me down to infamy, perdition, Phocyas, perhaps thou knowest me notHere and hereafter ! Make my name a curse Pho. I know To present times, to every future age

Thy name Abudah, and thy office here, A proverb and a scorn !--take back thy mercy, The second in command. What more thou art And know I now disdain it.

Indeed I cannot tell. Cal. As thou wilt.

Abu. True, for thou yet The time's too precious to be wasted longer Knowest not I am thy friend.




Pho. Is it possible?

Why did I conquer in another cause, Thou speakest me fair.

Yet now am here? Abu. What dost thou think of life?

Abu. I'll tell thee—thy good angel Pho. I think not of it ; death was in my Has seized thy hand unseei, and snatched thee

thoughts. On hard conditions, life were but a load, From swift destruction ; know, ere day shall And I will lay it down.

dawn, Abu. Art thou resolved?

Damascus will in blood lament it's fall ! Pho. I am, unless thou bringest me better We've heard what army is designed to march

Too late to save her. Now, e'en now, our force Than those I have rejected.

Is just preparing for a fresh assault. Abu. Think again.

Now too thou might'st revenge thy wrongs—so Caled, by me, once more renews that offer.

Caled Pho. Thou sayest thou art my friend? Why Charged me to say, and more-that he invites dost thou try

thee; To shake the settled temper of my breast? Thou knowest the terms- to share with him My soul hath just discharged her cumberous train

the conquest. Of hopes and fears, prepared to take her voyage Pho. Conquest ? - Revenge-Hold, let me To other seats, where she may rest in peace;

think-O horror ! And now thou callest me back, to beat again Revenge O what revenge? Bleed on, my The painful road of life--Tempt me no more

wounds, To be a wretch, for I despise the offer.

For thus to be revenged, were it not worse Abu. The general knows thee brave, and 'tis Than all that I can suffer? But Eudociafor that

Where will she then—Shield her, ye pitying He seeks alliance with thy noble virtues.

powers, Pho. He knows me brave !Why does he And let me die in peace ! then thus treat me?

Abu. Hear me once inore, No; he believes I am so poor of soul,

'Tis all I have to offer; mark me now! That barely for the privilege to live,

Caled has sworn Eudocia shall be safe. I would be bought his slave. But go tell him, Pho. Ha! safe—but how! a wretched capThe little space of life, his scorn bequeathed me,

tive too! Was lent in vain, and he may take the forfeit. Abu. He swears she shall be free, she shall be Abu. Why wilt thou wed thyself to misery,

thine. When our faith courts thee to eternal blessings ? Pho. Then I am lost indeed - 0 cruel bounWhen truth itself is, like a seraph, come

ty! To loose thy bands?--The light divine, whose How can I be at once both curst and happy! beams

Abu. The time draws near, and I must quickly Pierced through the gloom of Hera's sacred cave,

leave thee; And there illumined the great Mahoniet, But first reflect, that in this fatal night Arabia's morning star, now shines on thee. Slaughter and rapine may be loosed abroad, Arise, salute with joy the guest from Heaven, And while they roain' with unextinguished rage, Follow her steps, and be no more a captive. Should she thou lovest—well.may'st thou start,

Pho. But whither must I follow? answer that, -be made, Is she a guest from heaven? What marks divine, Perhaps unknown, some barbarous soldier's prey 3 What signs, what wonders, vouch her boasted Should she then fall a sacrifice to lustmission?

Or brutal fury! Abu. What wonders—turn thy eye to Mecca! Pho. O- this pulls my heart strings ! [Falls. mark

-save me, save me from that How far from Caaba first, that hallowed temple, thought ! Her glory dawned! then look how swift it's There's ruin in it, 'twill, it will undo me! course,

Abu. Nay, do not plunge thyself in black deAs when the sunbeams, shooting through a cloud, spair; Drive o'er the meadows' face the flying shades! Look up, poor wretch, thou art not shipwrecked Have not the nations bent before our swords,

yet ; Like ripened corn before the reaper's steel? Behold an anchor; am not I thy friend? Why is all this? Why does success still wait Yet hear me, and be blest. Upon our laws, if not to show that heaven Pho. (Rising.) Ha! Who, what art thou? First sent it forth, and owns it still by conquest?

[Raving Pho. Dost thou ask why this is? O why, in- My friend? that's well; but holddeed?

Earth open

friends honest? Where is the man can read heaven's secret coun- What's to be done? Hush, hark! what noise is sels?

that? VOL. I.

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Abu. There is no voice; it is yet the dead of | Be that command now thine. And here—this night;

sabre, The guards, without, keep silent watch around us. Blessed in the field by Mahomet himself, Pho. Again—it calls-'tis she-0 lead me to At Chaibar's prosperous fight, shall aid thy arm, her

Dur. Thanks, my good chief; with this I'll Abu. Thy passion mocks thee with imagined better thank thee. [Taking the scimitar. sounds.

Cal. Myself will lead the troops of the black Pho. Sure it was Eudocia's voice cried out, standard, Forbear!'

And at the eastern gate begin the storm. What shall I do?-Oh Heaven !

Dar. But why do we not inove? 'twill soon be Abu. Heaven shows thee what:

day; Nay, now it is too late; see, Caled comes Methinks I am cold, and would grow warm with With anger on his brow. Quickly withdraw

action. To the next tent, and there

Cal. Then haste and call Abudah-0 thou art Pho. (Rising.) What do I see?

welcome. Damascus ! conquest ! ruin! rapes and murder ! Villains ! Is there no more-o save her, save

Enter ABU DAH. her ! [Exeunt Pho. and Abu. | Thy charge awaits thee. Where's the stubborn

captive? Enter CALED and DARAN.

Abu. Indeed he's brave. I left him for a moDar. Behold, on thy approach, they shift their ground.

In the next tent. He's scarcely yet himself. Cal. 'Tis as thou sayest, he trifles with my Cal. But he is ours? miercy.

Abu. The threats of death are nothing ; Dar. Speak, shall I fetch his head?

Though thy last message shook his soul, as winds Cal. No, stay you here,

On the bleak hills bend down some lofty pine ; I cannot spare thee yet. Raphan, go thou. Yet still he holds his root, 'till I found means,

[To an Officer. Abating soinewhat of thy first demand,
But hold--I've thought again-he shall not die. If not to make him wholly ours, at least
Go, tell him he shall live, 'till he has seen To gain sufficient to our end.
Damascus sink in flames, 'till he behold

Cal. Say how?
That slave, that woman-idol he adores,

Abu. Oft he inclined, oft started back; at Or given a prize to some brave Mussulman,

last, Or slain before his face; then if he sue When just consenting, for a while he paused, For death as for a boon perhaps we'll grant Stood fixed in thought, and lift his eyes to leait.

Erit Raphar.

ven; Dur. The captains wait thy orders.

Then, as with fresh recovered force, cried out, Caf. Are the troops

* Renounce my faith! Never-1 answered, No, Ready to march?

That now he should not do it. Dar. They are.

Cal. How ! [The Captains pass by as they are named. Abu. Yet lear! Cul. Where's Abu-Taleb?

For since I saw him now so lost in passion, Alcorash ?- your valiant tribes, I thank them, That must be left to his more temperate thoughts. Fled from their standard! Will they now re- Meantime I urged, conjured, at last constrained dcem it?

him, Omar and Serjabil? it is well, I see them. By all he held most dear, nay, by the voice You know your duty. You, Abdorraman, of Providence, that called him now to save, Must charge with Raphan. Mourn, thou haugh with her he loved, perhaps the lives of thousands,

No longer to resist his better fate, The bow is bent, oor canst thou 'scape thy doom. But join his arms in present action with us, Who turns his back henceforth, our prophet And swear he would be faithful. curse him!

Cal What, no more?
Dar. But who commands the trusty bands of Than he's a christian still !

Abu. Have patience yet :
Thou knowest their leader fell in the last fight. For if by him we can surprize the city
Cal. 'Tis true; thou, Daran, well deservest Cat. Savst thou?
that charge;

Abu. Hlear what's agreed; but on the terms
I've marked what a keen hatred, like my own, That every unresisting life be spared.
Dweils in thy breast against these christian I shall command some chosen faithful bands,

Phocyas will guide us to the gate, from whence Dar. Thou dost me right.

He late escaped, nor do we doubt but there Cul. And therefore I'll reward it.

With case to gain admittance.

ty city!

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