immediately enters with_ SELIN
_bound._

_Aben._ Did you, according to my orders, write? [_To_ SELIN
And have you summoned Ozmyn to appear?

_Selin._ I am not yet so much a slave to fear,
Nor has your son deserved so ill of me,
That by his death or bonds I would be free.

_Aben._ Against thy life thou dost the sentence give;
Behold how short a time thou hast to live.

_Selin._ Make haste, and draw the curtain while you may;
You but shut out the twilight of my day.
Beneath the burden of my age I bend:
You kindly ease me ere my journey's end.
[_To them a Soldier with_ OZMYN; OZMYN _kneels._

_Aben._ to _Selin._ It is enough, my promise makes you free;
Resign your bonds, and take your liberty.

_Ozm._ Sir, you are just, and welcome are these bands;
'Tis all the inheritance a son demands.

_Selin._ Your goodness, O my Ozmyn, is too great;
I am not weary of my fetters yet:
Already, when you move me to resign,
I feel them heavier on your feet than mine.

_Enter another Soldier._

_Sold._ A youth attends you in the outer room,
Who seems in haste, and does from Ozmyn come.

_Aben._ Conduct him in.--

_Ozm._ Sent from Benzayda, I fear, to me.

_To them_ BENZAYDA, _in the habit of a man._

_Benz._ My Ozmyn here!

_Ozm._ Benzayda! 'tis she!--
Go youth, I have no business for thee here;
Go to the Albayzyn, and attend me there.
I'll not be long away; I pray thee go,
By all our love and friendship--

_Benz._ Ozmyn, no:
I did not take on me this bold disguise,
For ends so low, to cheat your watchmen's eyes.
When I attempted this, it was to do
An action, to be envied even by you;
But you, alas, have been too diligent,
And what I purposed fatally prevent!
Those chains, which for my father I would bear,
I take with less content to find you here;
Except your father will that mercy show,
That I may wear them both for him and you.

_Aben._ I thank thee, fortune! thou hast, in one hour,
Put all I could have asked thee in my power.
My own lost wealth thou giv'st not only back,
But driv'st upon my coast my pirate's wreck.

_Selin._ With Ozmyn's kindness I was grieved before,
But yours, Benzayda, has' undone me more.

_Aben._ to a _Soldier._
Go fetch new fetters, and the daughter bind.

_Ozm._ Be just at least, sir, though you are not kind:
Benzayda is not as a prisoner brought,
But comes to suffer for another's fault.

_Aben._ Then, Ozmyn, mark, th