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Mustapha

A Tragedy
  
  
  
  
  
  

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SCENE VI.

Emira, Zanger.
Emira.
Brother!
Where is my Lord?—They would have torn me hence;
Have carried me to safe inglorious distance:
Love would not hear of parting!

Zanger.
Heaven and earth
Conspire against us! Whither shall I turn me?
What shall I counsel thee—But see—the Sultan!

Emira.
Ah where?

Zanger.
Emira—on this moment hangs
Our last, our only hope.—Fall at his knees,
Beseech, adjure him. Youth and grace like thine
May reach his soul, and melt him into nature.
Disclose thy story: tell him with thy tears,
With all the moving softness of distress,
The secret of your hearts. Who knows but heaven
May greatly interpose its sovereign aid
For injur'd virtue and imploring love—
But I must hence unseen.

Emira.
Alarming tryal!