If I get
paradise when my time comes, I can't help myself; but I'll venture
nothing before-hand, upon a blind bargain.
_M. Mol._ Where are those slaves? produce them.
_Muf._ They are not what he says.
_M. Mol._ No more excuses. [_One goes out to fetch them._
Know, thou may'st better dally
With a dead prophet, than a living king.
_Muf._ I but reserved them to present thy greatness
An offering worthy thee.
_Must._ By the same token there was a dainty virgin, (virgin, said I!
but I wont be too positive of that, neither) with a roguish leering
eye! he paid me down for her upon the nail a thousand golden
sultanins, or he had never had her, I can tell him that; now, is it
very likely he would pay so dear for such a delicious morsel, and give
it away out of his own mouth, when it had such a farewell with it too?
_Enter_ SEBASTIAN, _conducted in mean Habit, with_ ALVAREZ, ANTONIO,
_and_ ALMEYDA, _her Face veiled with a Barnus._
_M. Mol._ Ay; these look like the workmanship of heaven;
This is the porcelain clay of human kind,
And therefore cast into these noble moulds.
_Dor._ By all my wrongs,
[_Aside, while the Emperor whispers Benducar._
'Tis he! damnation seize me, but 'tis he!
My heart heaves up and swells; he's poison to me;
My injured honour, and my ravished love,
Bleed at their murderer's sight.
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