The bravest men are subject most to chance:
Granada much does to your kindness owe;
But towns, expecting sieges, cannot show
More honour, than to invite you to a foe.

_Almanz._ I do not doubt but I have been to blame:
But, to pursue the end for which I came,
Unite your subjects first; then let us go,
And pour their common rage upon the foe.

_Boab._ [_to the Factions._]
Lay down your arms, and let me beg you cease
Your enmities.

_Zul._ We will not hear of peace,
Till we by force have first revenged our slain.

_Abdelm._ The action we have done we will maintain.

_Selin._ Then let the king depart, and we will try
Our cause by arms.

_Zul._ For us and victory.

_Boab._ A king entreats you.

_Almanz._ What subjects will precarious kings regard?
A beggar speaks too softly to be heard:
Lay down your arms! 'tis I command you now.
Do it--or, by our prophet's soul I vow,