Mustapha | ||
SCENE IX.
Solyman, Mustapha, Osman,Rustan.
Appear, great Emperor, or all is lost.
The traitors arm'd, and furious in their rage,
Surround your tent—
Solyman.
How!—Mustapha, I will not
Pronounce thee guilty—But this hour must fix
The name of son or parricide upon thee.
Mustapha.
Sir, I provoke the tryal.
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