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I needs must go where a more powerful call Doth summon me.

Ah! must thou then so soon, my gen'rous Othus! Must thou so soon? Well, ask whatever thou wilt: I give my chafed passion to the winds. Ah! goest thou? Do I the last remain Of those who lov'd the noble Constantine? The last of a brave band? Alas! alas! (Embracing Othus tenderly.)

Most mighty Mahomet, what thus disturbs you? May not your slave in humble zeal be told?

Away! away! thy humble zeal I know; Yea, and, the humble zeal of such as thou art. The willing service of a brave man's heart, That precious pearl, upon the earth exists, But I have found it not. (Turning to Othus and Rodrigo.) Ye valiant men who have so serv'd your prince, There still is in the world a mighty monarch, Who, if he might retain you near his throne, Shall he say near his heart, in such dear zeal? Would think his greatness honour'd.