Orlando, Or a Womans Virtue

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Excerpt from Orlando, Or a Womans Virtue: A Tragedy in Five Acts Osm. What ho there, Selim! Sel. O, good morrow, Osman. Osm. Good morrow, sir. But whither so fast? Sel. To the Alhambra I am bent. Osm. And pray what's stirring there? Sel. The king gives audience this morn to pass sentence on a traitor. Osm. What is he pray? Sel. Sabyro's his name, and of good family, and young, but much too well he lov'd the cause of Spain. Osm. Is he like to die? Sel. With as much propriety you might ask, if yonder luminary is like to set. Osm. O, then 'tis a settled thing. Sel. Ay, Osman, you may truly say so much, for mercy and our monarch are just so near as pole unto the pole. Will you along? Osm. I'll bear you company. Scene II. - An antechamber in the Alhambra. Enter Solyman and Hassan. Has. The battle lost, and hope entirely dead, this hero, Orlando, despairing, gave over, clasped his hands, and prostrate upon the earth he fell. The instant he fell a woman sprang forward, upon his body down she sank, kiss'd him, nam'd him, and drench'd his pallid cheek with tears. Sol. She was his sister: the fair Ianthe. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.