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Scena Quinta.

Enter Selymus, Mesithes, Mustapha.
Selym.
Let not my absence steale away my loue,
Or locall distance weaken the respect
Which you haue euer borne me; I must fly
To shake the yoake of bondage from my necke:
My Fathers eyes shall not scan out my life
In euery action; then when I am gone,
Our loue like pretious mettall shall not cracke
In the protraction, but be gently fram'd
Into a subtler thinnesse, which shall reach
From either part, not craz'd by any breach.

Mesith.
Returne with ruine painted in thy brow,
Pale death triumphant in thy horrid crest,
Danger limm'd out vpon thy threatning sword,
The Turkish thraldome pourtrai'd on thy shield,
Wee'le meete thee in thy horror, and vnfold
Our armes as wide as heauen to take thee in.

Selym.
We trust you: if there lie vnspoken loue
Hid in your bosomes? we must bury it
In silent Farewells.

Mustaph.
Noble Prince adiew,
Since thy franke deeds haue printed in our hearts
So true a patterne of thee, we will feed
Our contemplation with thy memory.
VVhen thou art really departed, thus
A better part of thee shall stay with vs.

Exeunt.
Selym.
So the swift wings of flight shall mount me vp
Aboue these walls into the open ayre,
And I will towre aboue thee Baiazet.
Farewell soft Court; I haue beene kept too long
VVithin thy narrow walls, and am new borne
To golden liberty; now stretch out you heauens,
Spread forth the dewy mantle of the cloudes
Thou powerfull Sunne of Saturne, and remoue
The terminating Poles of the fixt earth
To entertaine me in my second birth.

Enter Isaack Bassa.
Isaack
Not yet rid from our warrs? Faire Prince take heed,
Treason's a Race that must be runne with speed:
Æolus beckons, and the flattering windes
Ioyne all to helpe our proiect: quickly hence:
All's full of danger. Did your Father know
Hee'd stop your flight, and breath at one deaths blow.

Selym.
Friend I am gone: thou hoary God of Seas,
Exit.
Smooth the rough bosome of thy wrinckled tide,
That my wing'd Boat may gently on it glide.