VALERIA (raising herself half from the ground).
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 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).
Which I do hear. There is strength in the sound
That honour'd title?