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SCENE II.

Enter King, Governor like an old Bramin, or Indian Monk.
King.
So far and truly you've discover'd to me
The former Currents of my Life and Fortunes
That I acknowledge you most Wise and Holy,
And credit your Predictions.

Go.
I have liv'd long sequester'd from the World
To find out Knowledge, which I've now attain'd to.
Many a Mystic Vision have I seen
Wherein the good and evils of these Islands
Were lively shadow'd. Many a Charge I've had too,
Still as the Time grew ripe, to reveal these,
And now I speak.
Beware these Portuguese!
The Cause is now the Gods: hear and believe, King!

King.
I do, but know I've found 'em gentle, faithful,
And am oblig'd to 'em for my Deliverance.

Go.
O Son, the Aims of Men are to be look'd at
Above their present actions:
These Men came hither, as my vision tells me,
Almost starv'd, and Shipwrackt, begg'd leave to Trade,
Grew rich, then suck'd the Fat,
And Freedom of this Isle, taught her to tremble,
Witness the Fort they've clapt here on the Neck
Of your Tidore.

King.
They have so, indeed, Father.

Go.
Take heed! your late delivery is only
A fair fac'd Prologue to future mischief.
Mark but the end of your Restorer!
Your Sister is his due. What's she? your Heir, Sir.
And what's he akin then to the Kingdom?
But Heirs are not ambitious—who thou suffers?
What reverence shall our Gods have? And what Justice
The miserable People?

King.
You've well advis'd me.
And I will seriously consider, Father.
In the mean time you shall have fair access
To my Sister, dispose her to your Purpose,
And let me still know how the Gods determine.
[Exit King.

Go.
So, thanks to this false Beard, and falser Cant,
I've hopes to ruin thee, and my bold Rival.
The Bramins shall foment the Pious mischief;
And when each Party's weaken'd, I'll unmask,
Strike in between, and get the Princess and the Crown.
Revive my hopes! Revive!—Mankind to fool,
Still the great Maxim is; divide and rule.

[Exit.