A TRAGEDY.
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JUSTINIANI.
RODRIGO.
And cheerly too, great sultan! (Passing the body of Othoric as they turn to go away.)
Thou noble wreck, thou wert rigg'd gallantly! (Exeunt Othus, Justiniani, Rodrigo, and their attendants.)
MAHOMET (coming forward to the front of the stage, and standing for some time in a thoughtful posture much disturbed).
OSMIR (to slaves, pointing to the body of Othoric).
And stick it on a stake for vulture's food.
MAHOMET (turning round angrily).
OSMIR.
Your orders, mighty prince, shall be obey'd
By those who are as dust beneath your feet.
MAHOMET.