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A TRAGEDY.
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VALERIA (raising herself half from the ground).

What fearful words are these? in my soul's anguish

Comes this so quickly on me? Be it so!
I cleave to th' earth! what have I now to do?
I am a stilled thing, abas'd and crush'd;
What boots it now who gazes on my woe?

Enter Mahomet with Osmir and his Train.


MAHOMET (to Osmir, after looking at Valeria steadfastly).

She stirs not, Osmir, ev'n at my approach.

She sits upon the ground, unmov'd and still.
Thou sorrow-clouded beauty, not less lovely
(Going up to her.)
For this thy mournful state!—She heeds me not.
Empress and sov'reign dame, unto those titles
Which thou shalt ever wear, vouchsafe regard.
Still she regards me not. (To Osmir.)
Widow of Constantine;(After a pause.)

VALERIA (rousing herself quickly).

Ay, now thou callest on me by a name

Which I do hear. There is strength in the sound

To do all possible things!Rising quickly from the ground, and accosting Mahomet with an air of high assumed state.)
What would'st thou say to her who proudly wears

That honour'd title?