Part 17 (1/2)

Bear hence that monster. Thou ferocious prince--

MIAMI. Miami's tortures shall not feast your eyes!

[_Stabbing himself._

SMITH. Rash youth, thou mightst have liv'd--

MIAMI. Liv'd! man, look there!

[_Pointing to ROLFE and PRINCESS. He is borne off._

POWHATAN. Oh, if the false Powhatan might--

SMITH. No more.

Wiser than thou have been the dupes of priesthood.

Your hand. The father of this gen'rous pair I cannot choose but love. My n.o.ble lord, I pray you pardon my scant courtesy And sluggish duty, which so tardy-paced Do greet your new arrival--

DELAWAR. Valiant captain!

Virtue-enn.o.bled sir, a hero's heart Will make mine proud by its most near acquaintance.

[_Embrace._

SMITH. Your coming was most opportune, my lord.

One moment more--

DELAWAR. Nay, not to us the praise.

Behold the brilliant star that led us on.

SMITH. Oh! blest is still its kindly influence!

Could a rough soldier play the courtier, lady, His practis'd tongue might grace thy various goodness, With proper phrase of thanks; but oh! reward thee!

Heaven only can--

PRINCESS. And has, my brother. See!

I have its richest gift. [_Turning to ROLFE._

ROLFE. My dearest love!

SMITH. Her brother, sir, and worthy of that name.

_Introduces NANTAQUAS to DELAWAR; PERCY and GERALDINE, who had been conversing, advance._

PERCY. You tell me wonders.

GERALDINE. But not miracles.

Being near the uncle, sir, I knew the lady.

PERCY. And was I then deceived?

GERALDINE. What, gentle Percy!

Young man, 'twas not well done, in idle pique, To wound the heart that lov'd you.

PERCY. O sir! speak!