OZMYN, BENZAYDA, ABENAMAR.
BENZ. I wish
|(To merit all these thanks) I could have said|
|My pity only did his virtue aid:|
|'Twas pity, but 'twas of a love-sick maid.|
His manly suffering my esteem did move; 5 That bred compassion, and compassion love.
OZM. O blessing sold me at too cheap a rate!
My danger was the benefit of fate. -- (To his father.)
But that you may my fair deliverer know,
She was not only born our house's foe, 10 But to my death by pow'rful reasons led;
At least, in justice, she might wish me dead.
ABEN. But why thus long do you her name
OZM. To gain belief for what I now reveal:
Ev'n thus prepared, you scarce can think it|
|The saver of my life from Selin drew|
|Her birth; and was his sister whom I slew.|
ABEN. No more; it cannot, was not, must not be:
Upon my blessing, say not it was she.
The daughter of the only man I hate! 20 Two contradictions twisted in a fate!
OZM. The mutual hate, which you and Selin bore,
Does but exalt her generous pity more.
Could she a brother's death forgive to me,
And cannot you forget her family? 25 Can you so ill requite the life I owe, To reckon her, who gave it, still your foe?
It lends too great a lustre to her line,
To let her virtue ours so much outshine.
ABEN. Thou giv'st her line th' advantage which
they have, 30 By meanly taking of the life they gave. Grant that it did in her a pity show;
But would my son be pitied by a foe?
She has the glory of thy act defaced:
Thou kill'dst her brother; but she triumphs last: 35 Poorly for us our enmity would cease; When we are beaten, we receive a peace.
BENZ. If that be all in which you disagree,
I must confess 'twas Ozmyn conquered me.
Had I beheld him basely beg his life, 40 I should not now submit to be his wife. But when I saw his courage death control,
I paid a secret homage to his soul;
And thought my cruel father much to blame,
Since Ozmyn's virtue his revenge did shame. 45
ABEN. What constancy canst thou e'er hope to
In that unstable, and soon conquered mind?
What piety canst thou expect from her,
Who could forgive a brother's murderer?
Or, what obedience hop'st thou to be paid, 50 From one who first her father disobeyed?
OZM. Nature, that bids us parents to obey,
Bids parents their commands by reason weigh.
And you her virtue by your praise did own,
Before you knew by whom the act was done. 55
ABEN. Your reasons speak too much of insolence;
Her birth's a crime past pardon or defence.
Know, that as Selin was not won by thee,
Neither will I by Selin's daughter be.
Leave her, or cease henceforth to be my son: 60 This is my will: and this I will have done.
OZM. It is a murd'ring will,
That whirls along with an impetuous sway,
And, like chain-shot, sweeps all things in its way.
He does my honor want of duty call; 65 To that, and love, he has no right at all.
BENZ No, Ozmyn, no; it is [a] much less ill
To leave me, than dispute a father's will:
If I had any title to your love,
Your father's greater right does mine remove: 70 Your vows and faith I give you back again, Since neither can be kept without a sin.
OZM. Nothing but death my vows can give me
They are not yours to give, nor mine to take.
BENZ. Nay, think not, though I could your vows
resign, 75 My love or virtue could dispense with mine. I would extinguish your unlucky fire,
To make you happy in some new desire:
I can preserve enough for me and you,
And love, and be unfortunate, for two. 80
OZM. In all that's good and great
You vanquish me so fast, that in the end
I shall have nothing left me to defend.
From every post you force me to remove;
But let me keep my last retrenchment,1 love. 85
BENZ Love then, my Ozmyn; I will be content
(giving her hand)
To make you wretched by your own consent:
Live poor, despised, and banished for my sake,
And all the burden of my sorrows take.
For, as for me, in whatsoe'er estate, 90 While I have you, I must be fortunate.
OZM. Thus then, secured of what we hold most
(Each other's love) we'll go -- I know not where.