At this the army seemed to have one voice,
United in a shout, and called upon
The god-like stranger, "Lead us, lead us on."
Make haste, great sir, lest you should come too late,
To share with them in victory, or fate.
_Zemp_. My general, go; the gods be on our side;
Let valour act, but let discretion guide.
[_Exit_ TRAX.
Great god of vengeance,
I see thou dost begin to hear me now:
Make me thy offering, if I break my vow. [_Exeunt_.
ACT II. SCENE I.
_Enter_ INCA _and_ ORAZIA, _as pursued in a battle_.
_Oraz_. O fly, sir, fly; like torrents your swift foes
Come rolling on--
_Inca_. The gods can but destroy.
The noblest way to fly is that death shows;
I'll court her now, since victory's grown coy.
_Oraz_. Death's winged to your pursuit, and yet you wait
To meet her--
_Inca_. Poor Orazia, time and fate
Must once o'ertake me, though I now should fly.
_Oraz_. Do not meet death; but when it comes, then die.
_Enter three Soldiers_.
_3 Sold_. Stand, sir, and yield yourself, and that fair prey.
_Inca_. You speak to one, unpractised to obey.
_Enter_ MONTEZUMA.
_Mont_. Hold, villains, hold, or your rude lives shall be
Lost in the midst of your own victory:
These have I hunted for;--nay, do not stare;
Be gone, and in the common plunder share.
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