r together live.

_Benz._ I'll call more succour, since the camp is near,
And fly on all the wings of love and fear. [_Exit_ BENZ.

_Enter_ ABENAMAR, _and four or five Moors. He looks and finds_
SELIN.

_Aben._ You've lived, and now behold your latest hour.

_Selin._ I scorn your malice, and defy your power.
A speedy death is all I ask you now;
And that's a favour you may well allow.

_Ozm._ [_shewing himself._]
Who gives you death, shall give it first to me;
Fate cannot separate our destiny.-- [_Knows his father._
My father here! then heaven itself has laid
The snare, in which my virtue is betrayed.

_Aben._ Fortune, I thank thee! thou hast kindly done,
To bring me back that fugitive, my son;
In arms too? fighting for my enemy!--
I'll do a Roman justice,--thou shalt die!

_Ozm._ I beg not you my forfeit life would save;
Yet add one minute to that breath you gave.
I disobeyed you, and deserve my fate;
But bury in my grave two houses' hate.
Let Selin live; and see your justice done
On me, while you revenge him for his son:
Your mutual malice in my death may cease,
And equal loss persuade you both to peace.

_Aben._ Yes, justice shall be done on him and thee.--
Haste and dispatch them both immediately. [_To a soldier._

_Ozm._ If you have honour,--since you nature want,--
For your own sake my last petition grant;
And kill not a disarmed, defenceless foe,
Whose death your cruelty, or fear, will show.
My father cannot do an act so base:--
My father!--I mistake;--I meant, who was.

_Aben._ Go, then, dispatch him first who was my son!

_Ozm._ Swear but to save his life, I'll yield my own.

_Aben._ Nor tears, nor prayers, thy life, or his, shall buy.

_Ozm._ Then, sir, Benzayda's father shall not die!--
[_Putting himself before_ SELIN.
And, since he'll want defence when I am gone,
I will, to save his life, defend my own.

_Aben._ This justice, parricides, like thee, should have!--
[ABEN. _and his party attack them both._ OZM.
_parries his father's thrusts, and thrusts
at the others._

_Enter_ BENZAYDA, _with_ ABDALLA, _the Duke of_ ARCOS, _and
Spaniards._

_Benz._ O, help my father! and my Ozmyn save!

_Abdal._ Villains, that death you have deserved is near!

_Ozm._ Stay, prince! and know, I have a father here!--