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Duetto, Quintetto and Chorus.

[How beautiful, and how serene]

Lydia and Elmira.
How beautiful, and how serene,
Shines yonder Night's resplendent Queen!
Kindly to comfort those who roam,
And light the Trav'ller to his Home.
Oh, thou, whose Beams so sweetly play,
Bestow one kind, one chearing Ray;
One sympathetic Gleam impart,
To heal the Anguish in my Heart.

Reef.
These Swabs turn'd in, and fast asleep,
Poor Tom, his midnight Watch to keep,
Now roams alone, by Love inclin'd
To think of her he left behind.

Venture,
[Behind.]
Murder, murder! Oh, dear, dear!

Lydia.
Hark, Elmira, did you not hear
A dreadful Cry of Murder?

Elm.
Yes.

Reef.
What means that Signal of Distress?
A Sail.

[Venture crosses the Stage,
Lyd. Elm.
I fear the worst.

Has.
Come on,

[Here two Turks cross the Stage.
Reef.
Two, three.

Has.
He cannot far be gone.
Follow.

Lyd. Elm.
Alas!

Has.
This is the Place.
I trac'd him by the Light o'th' Moon.

Reef.
A hoy, why here's a Fleet in chace,
Of one poor Picaroon.

Elm.
Oh, Heavens!

Lyd.
My Spirits fail,
I droop.

Reef.
They're crowding all their Sail.
They bear up faster than he likes.
They've boarded him—Ah, now he strikes!

Lyd. Elm.
Oh, Heaven!

Reef.
And see this Way they steer.
Well, Messmates, what's the Matter here?

Has.
Drag him along.

Vent.
Oh, woeful Plight!

Has.
By Heaven, he shall not see the Light.
A sabre, here!

1st Slave.
[Behind.]
—Hassan, run, run!

Fred.
[Behind.]
I will not yield.

Lyd.
Ah! we're undone.
'Tis Frederick's Voice.

Has.
He's bound at last.
Strangle them both.

Reef.
Mess-mates, avaunt!

Lyd.
In pity spare him.

Fred.
Lydia, oh!
Good Heaven, what complicated woe!

Has.
No Words.

Reef.
You're all aback, I say,
The Prizes a'n't condemn'd to-day.
Clap them in Irons then, and wait
For further Orders.

Has.
Right, their Fate
Till then we will suspend.