_Queen._ The _English_ General shall be a Captive to his Enemy; he is so, Sir, already, to my Beauty, he says he languishes for Love of me.
_King._ Hah! the General my Rival--but go on--
_Queen._ And you from all your War be freed: Oh, let me not explain that fatal Line, for fear it mean, you shall be freed by Death.
_King._ What, when by my Hand the Foe shall bleed?--away--it cannot be--
_Queen._ No doubt, my Lord, you’ll bravely sell your Life, and deal some Wounds where you’ll receive so many.
_King._ ‘Tis Love, _Semernia_, makes thee dream while waking:
I’ll trust the Gods, and am resolv’d for Battel.
_Ind._ Haste, haste, great Sir, to Arms; _Bacon_ with all his Forces is prepar’d, and both the Armies ready to engage.
_King._ Haste to my General, bid him charge ‘em instantly; I’ll bring up the Supplies of stout _Teroomians_, those so well skill’d in the envenom’d Arrow. [Ex. _Indian_. --_Semernia_--Words but poorly do express the Griefs of parting Lovers--’tis with dying Eyes, and a Heart trembling--thus-- [Puts her Hand on his Heart. they take a heavy leave;--one parting Kiss, and one Love pressing sigh, and then farewel:--but not a long farewel; I shall return victorious to thy Arms--commend me to the Gods, and still remember me. [Exit.
_Queen._ Alas! What pity ‘tis I saw the General, before my Fate had given me to the King--But now--like those that change their Gods, my faithless Mind betwixt my two Opinions wavers; while to the Gods my Monarch I commend; my wandring Thoughts in pity of the General makes that Zeal cold, declin’d--ineffectual.--If for the General I implore the Deities, methinks my Prayers should not ascend the Skies, since Honour tells me ‘tis an impious Zeal.
_Which way soever my Devotions move, I am too wretched to be heard above._ [Goes in.
SCENE II. _Shows a Field of Tents, seen at some distance through the Trees of a Wood, Drums, Trumpets and the noise of Battel, with hollowing. The _Indians_ are seen with Battel-Axes to retreat fighting from the _English_, and all go off; when they re-enter immediately beating back the _English_, the _Indian King_ at the head of his Men, with Bows and Arrows; _Daring_ being at the head of the _English_: They fight off; the Noise continues less loud as more at distance._