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Scene 5.

Ulamar, Miramont, Sakia, Officer, and Guards.
Sak.
He Lives, and the Eternal Pow'rs are Just:
He Lives, stand off, and let a wretched Mother
Embrace the Joy and Comfort of her Life.
Oh Ulamar, thou darling of my Soul!—

Offi.
What means this Woman with her clamorous fondness:
Present, dispatch him instantly.

Sak.
Hurt him, and thou shalt be Ten Years a dying.
Where's Miramont?

Mir.
Ha!

Offi.
Shoot him ye Slaves; how dare ye disobey?

Mir.
Hold! On thy Life forbear! She shall be heard first.

Offi.
With this I shall acquaint our Governour.
Do you remain, and Guard your Prisoner well.