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SCENE III.

A pleasant Grotto discover'd: in it a Fountain spouting; round about it Vasquez, Pizarro, and other Spaniards lying carelesly un-arm'd, and by them many Indian Women, one of which Sings the following Song.
[Indian Woman]
SONG.

After the Song two Spaniards arise and Dance a Saraband with Castanieta's: at the end of which, Guyomar and his Indian's enter, and e're the Spaniards can recover their Swords, seize them.
Guy.
Those whom you took without in Triumph bring,
But see these streight conducted to the King.

Piz.
Vasquez, what now remains in these extreams?

Vasq.
Only to wake us from our Golden Dreams.

Piz.
Since by our shameful conduct, we have lost
Freedom, Wealth, Honour, which we value most,
I wish they would our Lives a Period give:
They Live too long who Happiness out-live.

[Spaniards are led out.
1 Ind.
See, Sir, how quickly your success is spread:
The King comes Marching in the Armies head.

Enter Montezuma, Alibech, Odmar, Discontented.
Mont.
Now all the gods reward and bless my Son:
[Embracing.
Thou hast this day, thy Fathers Youth out-done.

Alib.
Just Heaven such Happiness upon him shower,
Till it confess it's will beyond it's power.

Guy.
The heavens are kind, the gods propitious be,
I only doubt a Mortal Deity:
I neither Fought for Conquest, nor for Fame,
Your Love alone can recompence my Flame.

Alib.
I gave my Love to the most brave in War;
But that the King must Judge.

Mont.
—'Tis Guyomar.

[Souldiers shout, A Guyomar, &c.
Mont.
This day your Nuptials we will Celebrate;
But guard these haughty Captives till their Fate:
Odmar, this night to keep them be your care,
To morrow for their Sacrifice prepare.

Alib.
Blot not your Conquest with your Cruelty.

Mont.
Fate says we are not safe unless they Dye:
The Spirit that fore-told this happy day,
Bid me use Caution, and avoid delay:
Posterity be juster to my Fame;
Nor call it Murder, when each private Man
In his defence may justly do the same:
But private persons more then Monarchs can:
All weigh our Acts, and what e're seems unjust,
Impute not to Necessity, but Lust.

[Exeunt Montezuma, Guyomar, and Alibech.
Odm.
Lost and undone! he had my Fathers voice,
And Alibech seem'd pleas'd with her new choice:
Alas, it was not new! too late I see
Since one she hated, that it must be me.—
—I feel a strange Temptation in my will
To do an action, great at once and ill:
Vertue ill treated, from my Soul is fled;
I by Revenge and Love am wholly led:
Yet Conscience would against my rage Rebel—
—Conscience, the foolish pride of doing well!
Sink Empire, Father Perish, Brother Fall,
Revenge does more then recompence you all.
—Conduct the Pris'ners in—
Spaniards, you see your own deplor'd Estate:
What dare you do to reconcile your Fate?

Enter Vasquez, Pizarro.
Vasq.
All that Despair, with Courage joyn'd can do.

Odm.
An easie way to Victory I'le show:
When all are Buried in their Sleep or Joy,
I'le give you Arms, Burn, Ravish, and Destroy;
For my one share one Beauty I design,
Engage your Honours that she shall be mine.

Piz.
I gladly Swear.

Vasq.
—And I; but I request
That, in return, one who has touch'd my breast,
Whose name I know not, may be given to me.

Odm.
Spaniard 'tis just; she's yours who e're she be.

Vasq.
The night comes on; if Fortune bless the bold
I shall possess the Beauty.

Piz.
I the Gold.

[Exeunt Omnes,