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A TRAGEDY.
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Perchance he will confess what secret foe
Has arm'd his daring hand.

MAHOMET (after giving orders to a guard in dumb show, who immediately goes out).

Your suit is granted.

These men speak boldly, vizir.(Aside to Osmir.)

OSMIR (aside to Mahomet).

They shrink not from the proof.


Enter Othoric fettered and guarded.


MAHOMET (to Othoric).

As thou may'st hope a mitigated doom,

I here command thee that thou truly answer
Whate'er those Roman deputies demand.

OTHORIC.

I do not hope a mitigated doom,

And therefore, sultan, cannot be commanded:
But if this brave man here will question me,
(Pointing to Rodrigo.)
For in his presence I do feel my spirit
To manhood's height brac'd up, I'll truly answer,
Tho' every word did in my sinews fix
The burning pincer's tooth.

RODRIGO.

Ha! Othoric art thou not? the strong Hungarian?