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SCENE III.

The slaves, men, women, and children, upon the ground;

some rise and dance.

“ A SONG, by a BOY.
lass there lives upon the green,
Could I her picture draw;
A brighter nymph was never seen,
That looks and reigns a

little

queen, And keeps the swains in awe.

Her eyes are Cupid's darts and wings,

Her eye-brows are his bow :
" Her silken hair the silver strings,
" Which sure and swift destruction brings

" To all the world below.

If Pastorella's dawning light

Can warm and wound us so,
Her noon will shine so piercing bright,
Each glancing beam will kill outright,

And every swain subdue.

“ A SONG, by a MAN.
Bright Cynthia's power, divinely great,

What heart is not obeying?
A thousand Cupids on her wait,

And in her eyes are playing.

" She seems the queen of love to reign ;

« For she alone dispenses
« Such sweets as best can entertain

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

haste

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,
Than in the cause of love. He, that deserves
His mistress' favour, wo' not stay behind :
I'll lead you on, be bold, and follow me.

[Oroonoko, at the head of the planters, falls upon the

Indians with a great shout, and beats them off.

Enter IMOINDA.

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

sure

Than Cæsar ever was! that single arm
Has sav'd us all: accept our general thanks.

[ All bow to Oroonoko.
And what can we do more to recompense
Such noble services, you shall command.
Clemene too shall thank you she is safe-
Look up, and bless your brave deliverer.

[Brings Clemene forward, looking down on the ground.
Oro. Bless me indeed !
Blan. You start!

Oro. Oh, all you gods,
Who govern this great world, and bring about
Things strange and unexpected! can it be?

Gov. What is't you stare at so?
Oro. Answer me, some of you; you who have

pow'r,
And have your senses free: or are you all
Struck through with wonder too?

[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.

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