Cyd. But are you sure she's dead? Enter GUYOMAR and ALIBECH bound, with Soldiers. Cort. Prince Guyomar in bonds! O friendship's shame! It makes me blush to own a victor's name. [Unbinds him, CYDARIA, ALIBECH. Cyd. See, Alibech, Almeria lies there; But do not think 'twas I that murder'd her. [ALIBECH kneels, and kisses her dead sister. Cort. Live, and enjoy more than your conqueror. [To GUYOMAR. Take all my love, and share in all my power. Alib. Of all your goodness leaves to our dispose, Our liberty's the only gift we chuse. Absence alone can make our sorrows less; Guy. Northward, beyond the mountains, we will go, Where rocks lie cover'd with eternal snow, Cort. First your great father's funeral pomp provide; That done, in peace your generous exiles guide; While I loud thanks pay to the Powers above, Thus doubly blest, with conquest, and with love. [Exeunt. EPILOGUE BY A MERCURY. To all and singular in this full meeting, Who write new songs, and trust in tune and rhyme : Phoebus gives them full privilege alone, They should have power to save, but not to kill : |