Go, lords, and follow to the famous war [Exeunt [King and train.] Manent STUKELEY and ANOTHER. STUK. Sit fast, Sebastian, and in this work I fear me much thy faith will not be firm, But disagree with thy profession. THE OTHER. What then shall of these men of war become, Those numbers that do multiply in Spain? STUK. Spain hath a vent for them and their supplies: The Spaniard ready to embark himself, Here gathers to a head; but all too sure Spain means to spend no powder on the Moors. THE OTHER. If kings do dally so with holy oaths, The heavens will right the wrongs that they sustain : Philip, if these forgeries be in thee, Assure thee, king, 'twill light on thee at last; [Exeunt. Enter ABDILMELEC, MULY MAHAMET SETH, ZAREO, and their train. ABDILM. The Portugal, led with deceiving hope, Hath rais'd his power, and receiv'd our foe With honourable welcomes and regard, And left his country bounds, and hither bends And chase us hence, and plant this Negro Moor, Sent secret messengers to counsel him. As we would wish, or you, my lords, desire. And chastise this ambitious Negro Moor With thousand deaths for thousand damned deeds? ABDILM. Forward, Zareo, and ye manly Moors. Sebastian, see in time unto thyself; If thou and thine misled do thrive amiss, [Exeunt. Enter DON DE MENYSIS, Governor of Tangier, with his company, speaking to the captain. Gov. Captain, We have received letters from the king, poor remainders of those that fled from Fesse, When Abdilmelec got the glorious day, And stall'd himself in his imperial throne. CAP. Lord Governor, we are in readiness In brave Sebastian our Christian king, ANOTHER CAP. But when arrives this brave Sebastian, To knit his forces with this manly Moor, Whose princely face, that's* like the summer's sun, Glads all these hither parts of Barbary. Gov. Captains, he cometh hitherward amain, Top and top-gallant, all in brave array: The twenty-sixth day of June he left The bay of Lisbon, and with all his fleet At Cadiz happily he arriv'd in Spain The eighth of July, tarrying for the aid That Philip king of Spain had promised: And fifteen days he there remain'd aboard, Expecting when this Spanish force would come, Nor stept ashore as he were going still: But Spain that meant and minded nothing less, Pretends a sudden fear and care to keep His own from Amurath's fierce invasion, And to excuse his promise to our king; For which he storms as great Achilles erst Lying for want of wind in Aulis' + gulf, And hoiseth up his sails and anchors weighs, And hitherward he comes, and looks to meet This manly Moor, whose case he undertakes. Therefore go we to welcome and receive, ‡ With cannon shot and shouts of young and old, This fleet of Portugals and troop of Moors. [Exeunt. + Aulis'] Old copy "Aldest." Therefore go we to welcome and receive] Old copy But compare the line of the preceding page; "To welcome and receive this hapless king." "rescue.". * The trumpets sound, the chambers are discharged: then enter [SEBASTIAN] the king of Portugal, and the Moor, with all their train. SEB. Muly Mahamet, king of Barbary, Well met, and welcome to our town of Tangier, MOOR. O brave Sebastian, noble Portugal, * chambers] i. e. small pieces of cannon. |