_Selin._ I beg you would commit him to my care.

_Almanz._ Next, the brave Spaniard free without delay;
And with a convoy send him safe away. [_Exit a Guard._

_To them_ HAMET _and others._

_Hamet._ The king by me salutes you; and, to show
That to your valour he his crown does owe,
Would from your mouth I should the word receive,
And that to these you would your orders give.

_Almanz._ He much o'er-rates the little I have done.
[ALMANZOR _goes to the door, and there seems to give out
orders, by sending people several ways._

_Selin_ to _Ozmyn._ Now, to revenge the murder of my son,
To morrow for thy certain death prepare;
This night I only leave thee to despair.

_Ozmyn._ Thy idle menaces I do not fear:
My business was to die or conquer here.
Sister, for you I grieve I could no more:
My present state betrays my want of power;
But, when true courage is of force bereft,
Patience, the only fortitude, is left. [_Exit with_ SELIN.

_Almah._ Ah, Esperanza, what for me remains
But death, or, worse than death, inglorious chains!