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SCENE I.
Roxolana, Mufti.Roxolana.
Where will this fearful revolution end?
And who must fall the sacrifice of fate,
Rustan or Mustapha?
Mufti.
Their fury seems
As if inflam'd, and chequ'd, by one sole will,
Unlike the wavering multitude.
Roxolana.
That shows
Most terrible!
Mufti.
It would be—but for him,
Their idol Mustapha, whose pride of soul—
Or call it loyalty—will surely prompt him,
With ostentation, to repress at once
The storm his fancy'd danger has arrous'd.
Roxolana.
Dost thou believe so, Mufti?
Mufti.
Hold it, Madam,
A most undoubted truth: and that on you
No other labour lies, but to perplex
By study'd doubts and fears the Sultan's spirit;
To hint his certain ruin from a son
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Of men inur'd to turbulence and treasons.
Roxolana.
My better angel warns me from thy lips:
And, Mufti, thou shalt find me nobly grateful.
Rustan, what news?
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