Volume Ii Part 49 (1/2)

_Qu_. I will, my _Orsames_; and 'tis the only Present I can make to expiate my Fault.

_Ors_. And I'll receive her as the only thing Can make me both a happy Subject and a King.

Oh, _Geron_, still if this should prove a Dream!

_Ger_. Sir, Dreams of Kings are much less pleasant.

_Enter_ Lysander.

_Lys_. Sir, there are without some Shepherdesses, Who say they wou'd present you [_To_ Ther.

Something that will not be unwelcome to your Highness.

_Ther_. Let them come in--

_They seat themselves. Enter_ Amin. Ura. _maskt, Shepherds, Shepherdesses, followed with Pipes, or Wind-Musick. They dance; after which_ Amin. _kneels to the Prince_, Ura. _to the Princess_.

--My dear _Amintas_, do I find thee live?

Fortune requites my Sufferings With too large a share of Happiness.

_Amin_. Sir, I do live to die again for you.

_Ther_. This, my Divine, is he who had [_To_ Cleo.

The Glory to be bewail'd by you; for him you wept; For him had almost dy'd.

_Amin_. That Balm it was, that like the Weapon-salve Heals at a distance--

_Cleo_. But why, Amintas, did you name _Thersander_, When you were askt who wounded you?

_Amin_. Madam, if loss of Blood had given me leave, I wou'd have told you how I came so habited, And who I was, though not how I was wounded.

_King_. Still I am in a mist, and cannot see the happy path I tread.

_Ther_. Anon we will explain the Mystery, Sir.

_Hon_. Now, great _Orsames_, 'tis but just and fit That you receive the Rites of Coronation, Which are not to be paid you in a Camp; The Court will add more to that joyful Day.

_King_. And there we'll join our Souls as well as Swords, Our Interests as our Families.

_Ors_. I am content that thou should'st give me Laws: Come, my _Vallentio_, it shall ne'er be said I recompense thy Services With any thing less grateful than a Woman: --Here, I will chuse for thee-- And when I know what 'tis I more can do, If there be ought beyond this Gift, 'tis thine.

[_Gives him_ Sem.

_Ther. Scythia_ and _Dacia_ now united are: The G.o.d of Love o'ercomes the G.o.d of War.

_After a Dance of Shepherds and Shepherdesses, the Epilogue is spoken by Mrs_. Barry, _as a Nymph; at his Royal Highness's second Exile into_ Flanders.

EPILOGUE.