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The slaves, men, women, and children, upon the ground;
some rise and dance.
“ A SONG, by a BOY.
queen, “ And keeps the swains in awe.
“ Her eyes are Cupid's darts and wings,
“ Her eye-brows are his bow :
" To all the world below.
“ If Pastorella's dawning light
“ Can warm and wound us so,
“ And every swain subdue.
“ A SONG, by a MAN.
• What heart is not obeying?
“ And in her eyes are playing.
" She seems the queen of love to reign ;
« For she alone dispenses
“ The gust of all the senses.
“ Her face a charming prospect brings;
“ Her breath gives balmy blisses ; “ I hear an angel when she sings,
“ And taste of heav'n in kisses.
" Four senses thus she feasts with joy,
« From nature's richest treasure: " Let me the other sense employ,
“ And I shall die with pleasure."
During the entertainment, the Governor, Blandford, Stan.
more, Oroonoko, enter as spectators; that ended, Captain Driver, Jack Stanmore, and several planters enter with their swords drawn. Drum beats, and a bell rings. Capt. Where are you, Governor? Make what
you can To save yourself and the whole colony. I bid them ring the bell.
Gov. What's the matter?
7. Stan. The Indians are come down upon us : they have plundered some of the plantations already, and are marching this way as fast as they can.
Gov. What can we do against them?
Ban. We shall be able to make a stand, till more planters come in to us.
7. Stan. There are a great many more without, if you would shew yourself, and put us in order.
Gov. There's no danger of the white slaves, they'll not stir. Blandford and Stanmore, come you along with me.
Some of you stay here to look after the black slaves.
[All go out but the captain and six planters, who all at
once seize Oroonoko. 1st Plant. Ay, ay, let us alone.
Capt. In the first place we secure you, Sir, As an enemy to government. Oro. Are you there, Sir ?. You are my constant
friend, 1st. Plant. You will be able to do a great deal of mischief.
Capt. But we shall prevent you: bring the irons hither. He has the malice of a slave in him, and would be glad to be cutting his masters throats. I know him. Chain his hands and feet, that he may not run over to’em. If they have him, they'll carry him on their backs, that I can tell 'em. [ As they are chaining him, Blandford enters, runs to 'em. Blan. What are you doing there?
Capt. Securing the main chance: this is a bosom enemy.
Blan. Away, you brutes : I'll answer with my life for his behaviour ; so tell the governor. Capt. and Plant. Well, Sir, so we will.
[Exeunt captain and planters. E
Oro. Give me a sword, and I'll deserve your trust. [A party of Indians enter, hurrying Imoinda among
the slaves ; another party of Indians sustains 'em retreating, followed at a distance by the Governor with the plainters : Blandford, Oroonoko, join ’em.
Blan. Hell and the devil! they drive away our slaves before our faces. Governor, can you stand tamely by, and suffer this ? Clemenė, Sir, your mistress, is among 'em.
Gov. We throw ourselves away, in the attempt to rescue'em.
Oro. A lover cannot fall more glorious,
[Oroonoko, at the head of the planters, falls upon the
Indians with a great shout, and beats them off.
Imo. I'm tost about by my tempestous fate, And no where must have rest : Indians, or English! Whoever has me, I am still a slave. No matter whose I am, since I'm no more My royal master's; since I'm his no more. Oh, I was happy! nay, I will be happy, In the dear thought that I am still his wife, Though far divided from him.
[Draws off to a corner of the stage.
Enter the Governor with OROONOKO, BLANDFORD,
STANMORE, and the planters. Gov. Thou glorious man! thou something greater
Than Cæsar ever was! that single arm
[ All bow to Oroonoko.
[Brings Clemene forward, looking down on the ground.
Oro. Oh, all you gods,
Gov. What is't you stare at so?
[Looking still fixed on her. Blan. What would you know? Oro. My soul steals from my body through my
eyes; All that is left of life I'll gaze away, And die upon the pleasure.