And find none. To fall from him now were baser I was not made for either. Could I save him, He would tread down the barbarous crowds, and triumph. Her master, and would free him from his vices. May show him how alone a king can leave His throne. I must not lose him from my sight. ACT II. SCENE I. The Portal of the same Hall of the Palace. BELESES (solus) The sun goes down: methinks he sets more slowly, How red he glares amongst those deepening clouds, The edicts of your orbs, which make Time tremble [Exit. Its everlasting page the end of what As fountain of all life, and symbol of Him who bestows it, wherefore dost thou limit And bow'd my head beneath thy mid-day beams, Its hues of dying glory. Yet what is Death, so it be but glorious? Tis a sunset; The gods but in decay. Arb. Enter ARBACEs, by an inner door. So rapt in thy devotions? Dost thou stand But not Yes, Does the prophet doubt, To whom the very stars shine victory? Bel, I do not doubt of victory-but the victor, Arb. Well, let thy science settle that. - Meantime, I have prepared as many glittering spears The first cup which he drains will be the last Bel. 'Twas a brave one. Arb. And is a weak one-'tis worn out-we'll mend it. Bel. Art sure of that? Arb. Its founder was a hunter I am a soldier-what is there to fear? Bel. The soldier. Arb. Yon earliest, and the brightest, which so quivers, Arb. Well? Bel. 'Tis thy natal ruler-thy birth planet. Arb. (touching his scabbard). My star is in this scabbard: when it shines, It shall out-dazzle comets. Let us think Of what is to be done to justify Thy planets and their portents. When we conquer, For I observe that they are ever just, And own the bravest for the most devout. Bel. Ay, and the most devout for brave-thou hast not Seen me turn back from Lattle. Arb. No, I own thee As firm in fight as Babylonia's captain, Bel. Arb. Why not both? The better; And yet it almost shames me, we shall have And grappled with him, clashing steel with steel, But to upraise my sword against this silkworm, Bel. Do not deem it: He has that in him which may make you strife yet;' And were he all you think, his guards are hardy, And headed by the cool, stern Salemenes. Art. They'll not resist. Bel. Art. Why not? they are soldiers. True, And therefore need a soldier to command them. Arb. But not their king. Besides, he hates the effeminate thing that governs, Bel. But Not from the council-there he is ever constant. Arb. And ever thwarted; what would you have more To make a rebel out of? A fool reigning, His blood dishonour'd, and himself disdain'd; Why, it is his revenge we work for. Bel. Could He but be brought to think so; this, I doubt of. Arb. What, if we sound him? Bel. Yes if the time served, i Enter BALEA. Bal. Satraps! The king commands your presence at The feast to-night. Bel. In the pavilion ? Bal. To hear is to obey. No; here in the palace. Arb. How! in the palace? it was not thus order'd. Arb. Bal. May I retire? And why? I know not. Arb. Stay. Bel. (to ARBACES aside). Hush! let him go his way. (Alternately to BALEA). Yes, Balea, thank the monarch, kiss the hem Of his imperial robe, and say, his slaves Will take the crums he deigns to scatter from Bel. It was; the place, the Hall of Nimrod. Lords, I humble me before you, and depart. [Exit. BALEA. Arb. like not this same sudden change of place, There is some mystery; wherefore should he change it? Bel. Doth he not change a thousand times a day? Sloth is of all things the most fanciful And moves more parasangs in its intents Than generals in their marches when they seek Bel. And he loved his queen And thrice a thousand harlotry besides- Wisdom and glory. Arb. Still-I like it not. If it has changed-why so must we: the attack Beset with drowsy guards and drunken courtiers; Bel. Is it so ? |