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Zan. To peace,

Conscious of ruin, and their great destroyer? Not Don Alvarez' self can then relieve me.
Shake to the centre, if Alonzo's dear!

Zan. Alas, my lord, you know his heart is steel!
Look down, oh, holy prophet ! see me torture 'Tis fixed, 'tis past, 'tis absolute despair.
This Christian dog, this infidel, who dares

Car. Oh, cruel Heaven ! and is it not enough
To smite thy votaries, and spurn thy law; That I must never, never see her more?
And yet hopes pleasure from two radiant eyes, Say, is it not enough that I must die ;
Which look as they were lighted up for thee ! But I must be tormented in the grave?
Shall he enjoy thy paradise below!

Ask my consent!--Must I then give her to him? Blast the bold thought, and curse him with her Lead to his nuptial sheets the blushing maid? charms !

Oh! Leonora !_never, never, never !
see, the melancholy lover comes.

Zan. A storm of plagues upon him! he refuses.

Enter Don CARLOS.

Car. What, wed her?--and to-day?
Car. Hope, thou hast told me lies from day to Zan. To-day, or never.

To-morrow may some wealthier lover bring,
For more than twenty years ; vile promiser! And then Alonzo is thrown out like you :
None here are happy, but the very fool,

Then whom shall he condemn for his misfortune ?
Or very wise; and I wasn't fool enough

Carlos is an Alvarez to his love.
To smile in vanities, and hug a shadow;

Car. Oh, torment! whither shall I turn ?
Nor have I wisdom to elaborate
An artificial happiness from pains :

Car. Which is the way?
Even joys are pains, because they cannot last. Zan. His happiness is yours

[Sighs. I dare not disbelieve you.
Yet much is talked of bliss ; it is the art

Car. Kill my friend!
Of such as have the world in their possession, Or. worse-Alas! and can there be a worse?
To give it a good name, that fools may envy; A worse there is; nor can my nature bear it.
For envy to small minds is flattery.

Zan. You have convinced me 'tis a dreadful
many lift the head, look gay, and smile

Against their consciences! and this we know, I find Alonzo's quitting her this morning
Yet, knowing, disbelieve, and try again

For Carlos' sake, in tenderness to you,
What we have tried, and struggle with conviction. Betrayed me to believe it less severe
Each new experience gives the former credit; Than I perceive it is.
And reverend grey threescore is but a voucher, Car. Thou dost upbraid me.
That thirty told us true.

2an. No, my good lord; but since you can't Zan. My noble lord,

I mourn your fate: But are no hopes surviving? 'Tis my misfortune that I mentioned it;

Car. No hopes. Alvarez has a heart of steel. For had I not, Alonzo would indeed
'Tis fixed—'tis past—'tis absolute despair ! Have died, as now, but not by your decree.
Zan. You wanted not to have your heart made Car. By my decree! Do I decree his death?

I do-Shall I then lead her to his arms?
By your own pains, to feel a friend's distress. Oh, which side shall I take? Be stabbed, or
Car. I understand you well. Alonzo loves;

I pity him.

'T'is equal death! a choice of agonies.
Zan. I dare be sworn you do.

Ah, no! all other agonies are ease
Yet he has other thoughts.

To one-Oh, Leonora! never, never !
Car. What canst thou mean?

Go, Zanga, go, defer the dreadful trial,
Zan. Indeed he has; and fears to ask a favour Though but a day; something, perchance, may
A stranger from a stranger might request;

What costs you nothing, yet is all to him: To soften all to friendship and to love.
Nay, what indeed will to your glory add, Go, stop my friend, let me not see him now;
For nothing more than wishing your friend well. But save us from an interview of death.

Car. I pray, be plain ; his happiness is mine. Zan. My lord, I am bound in duty to obey
Zan. He loves to death ; but so reveres his


If I not bring him, may Alonzo prosper !
He can't persuade his heart to wed the maid

(Aside and erit.
Without your leave, and that he fears to ask. Car. What is this world ! Thy school, Oh mi-
In perfect tenderness I urged him to it.
Knowing the deadly sickness of his heart, Our only lesson is to learn to suffer;
Your overflowing goodness to your friend, And he, who knows not that, was born for no-
Your wisdom, and despair yourself to wed her,

I wrung a promise from him he would try: Though deep my pangs, and heavy at my heart,
And now I come, a mutual friend to both, My comfort is, each moment takes away
Without his privacy, to let you know it, A grain, at least, from the dead load that's one
And to prepare you kindly to receive him.

Car. Ha! if he weds I am undone indeed; And gives a nearer prospect of the grave.



But put it most severely—should I live- In ceaseless tears, and blushing for her love!
Live long-alas, there is no length in time! Who, like a rose-leaf wet with morning dew,
Not in thy time, Oh man !>What's fourscore would have stuck close, and clung forever

there! Nay, what, indeed, the age of time itself

, But 'twas in thee, through fondness for thy friend, Since cut from out eternity's wide round? To shut thy bosom against ecstacies; Away, then To a mind resolved and wise, For which, while this pulse beats, it beats to There is an impotence in misery,

thee; Which makes me smile, when all its shafts are While this blood flows, it flows for my Alonzo, in me.

And every wish is levelled at thy joy. Yet Leonora

—she can make time long, Zan. [To Alonzo. My lord, my lord, this is Its nature alter, as she altered mine.

your time to speak. While in the lustre of her charms I lay,

Alon. (To ZAN.) Because he's kind? It thereWhole summer suns rolled unperceived away;

fore is the worst; I years for days, and days for moments told, For 'tis his kindness which I fear to hurt. And was surprised to hear that I grew old. Shall the same moment see him sink in woes, Now fate does rigidly its dues regain,

And me providing for a flood of joys, And every moment is an age of pain.

Rich in the plunder of his happiness? As he is going out, enter ZANGA and Don Alon- No, I may die; but I can never speak.

Car. Now, now it comes ! they are concertzo. ZANGA stops Don CARLOS.

ing it! Zan. Is this Don Carlos ? this the boasted The first word strikes me dead-Oh, Leonora ! friend?

And shall another taste her fragrant breath? How can you turn your back upon his sadness ? Who knows what after-time may bring to pass ? Look on him, and then leave him if you can. Fathers may change, and I may wed her still

. Whose sorrows thus depress him? Not his own:

(Aside. This moment he could wed without your leave. Alon. [T. ZAN.) Do I not see him quite posCar. I cannot yield; nor can 1 bear his sessed with anguish, griefs.

Which, like a dæmon, writhes him to and fro; Alonzo! (Going to him, and taking his hand. And shall I pour in new? No, fond desire ! Alon. Oh, Carlos !

No, love! one pang at parting, and farewell; Car. Pray, forbear.

I have no other love but Carlos now. Alon. Art thou .undone, and shall Alonzo Car, Alas! my friend, why with such eager smile?

grasp Alonzo, who, perhaps, in some degree

Dost press my hand, and weep upon my cheek? Contributed to cause thy dreadful fate?

Alon. If, after death, our forms (as some be I was deputed guardian of thy. love ;

lieve) But, Oh, I loved myself ! Pour down afflictions Shall be transparent, naked every thought, On this devoted head, make me your mark; And friends meet friends, and read each other's And be the world by my example taught,

hearts, How sacred it should hold the name of friend ! Thou'lt know one day that thou wert held most Car. You charge yourself unjustly; well I

dear. know

Farewell. The only cause of my severe affliction,

Car. Alonzo, stay–he cannot speakAlvarez, cursed Alvarez! So much anguish,

[Holds him. Felt for so small a failure, is one merit

Lest it should grieve me- -Shall I be outdone? Which faultless virtue wants. The crime was And lose in glory, as I lose in love? [-1side. mine,

I take it much unkindly, my Alonzo, Who placed thee there, where only thou couldst You think so meanly of me, not to speak,

When well I know your heart is near to bursting. Though well I knew that dreadful post of honour Have you forgot how you have bound me to you? I gave thee to maintain. Ah! who could bear Your sinallest friendship’s liberty and life. Those eyes unburt? The wounds myself have felt Alon. There, there it is, my friend ! it cuts me (Which wounds alone should cause me to con

there. demn thee)

How dreadful is it to a generous mind They plead in thy excuse; for I too strove To ask, when sure he cannot be denied ! To shun those fires, and found 'twas not in man. Car. How greatly thought! In all he towers · Alon. You cast in shades the failure of a

above me.

[ Aside. friend,

Then you confess you would ask something of And soften all; but think not to deceive me; I know my guilt, and I implore your pardon, Alon. No, on my soul. As the sole glimpse I can obtain of peace.

Zan. (To Alon.] Then lose her. Car. Pardon for him, who but this morning Car. Glorious spirit! threw

Why what a pang has he run through for this ! Fair Leonora from his heart, all bathed By Heaven, I cnvy liin his agonies.



Why was not mine the most illustrious lot, And at my eyes pleasure looks out in smiles. Of starting at one action from below,

Alon. And canst thou, canst thou part with And flaming up into consummate greatness ?

Leonora ? Ha! angels strengthen me! It shall be so

Car. I do not part with her, I give her thee. I cannot want strength. Great actions once con- Alon. O Carlos ! ceived,

Car. Don't disturb me, I'm sincere, Strengthen like wine, and animate the soul, Nor is it more than simple justice in me. And call themselves to being. [Aside.) My This morn didst thou resign her for my sake; Alonzo!

I but perform a virtue learnt from thee, Since thy great soul disdains to make request, Discharge a debt, and pay her to thy wishes. Receive with favour that I make to thee.

Alon. Ah, how?-But think not words were dlon. What means my Carlos?

ever made Car. Pray observe me well.

For such occasions. Silence, tears, embraces, Fate and Alvarez tore her from my heart, Are languid eloquence; I'll seek relief And plucking up my love, they had well nigh In absence from the pain of so much goodness; Plucked up life too, for they were twined to- There thank the blest above, thy sole superiors, gether.

Adore, and raise my thoughts of them by thee. Of that no more-What now does reason bid?

Erit. I cannot wed-Farewell my happiness!

Zan. Thus far success has crowned my boldest But, oh my soul, with care provide for hers !

hope. In life, how weak, how helpless is woman! My next care is to hasten these new nuptials, Soon hurt; in happiness itself unsafe,

And then my master-works begin to play. And often wounded while she plucks the rose ;

[Aside. So properly the object of affliction,

Why this was greatly done, without one sigh That Heaven is pleased to make distress become

[To CAR her,

To carry such a glory to its period. And dresses her most amiably in tears,

Car. Too soon thou praisest me. Take then my heart in dowry with the fair! Be thou her guardian, and thou must be mine; I must unsluice my overburthened heart, Shut out the thousand pressing ills of life And let it flow. I would not grieve my friend With thy surrounding arms -Do this, and then With tears, nor interrupt my great design ; Set down the liberty and life thou gavest me, Great sure as ever human breast durst think of. As little things, as essays of thy goodness, But now my sorrows, long with pain supprest, And rudiments of friendship so divine.

Burst their confinement with impetuous sway, Alon. There is a grandeur in thy goodness to

O'er-swell all bounds, and bear even life away. me,

So, till the day was won, the Greek renowned Which with thy foes would render thee adored. With anguish bore the arrow in his wound, But have a care, nor think I can be pleased

Then drew the shaft from out his tortured side, With any thing that lays in pains for thee. Let gush the torrent of his blood, and died. Thou dost dissemble, and thy heart's in tears.

[Ereunt. Car. My heart's in health, my spirits dance

their round,

He's gono,

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Enter ZANGA.
Zan. O joy, thou welcome stranger! twice
I have not felt thy vital beam ; bụt now
It warms my veins, and plays around my heart:
A fiery instinct lifts me from the ground,
And I could mount! The spirits numberless
Of my dear countrymen, which yesterday.
Left their poor bleeding bodies on the field,
Are all assemhled here, and o'er-inform me.-
O, bridegroot! great indeed thy present bliss;
Yet even by me unenvied; for be sure
It is thy last, last smile, that which now
Sits on thy cheek; enjoy it while thou mayest;

Isa. What commands my Moor?
Zan, My fair ally! my lovely minister !
'Twas well Alvarez, by my arts impelled,
(To plunge Don Carlos in the last despair,
And to prevent all future molestation)
Finished the nuptials soon as he resolved them;
This conduct ripened all for me and ruin.
Scarce had the priest the holy rite performed,
When I, by sacred inspiration, forged
That letter, which I trusted to thy hand;
That letter, which, in glowing terms, conveys,
From happy Carlos to fair Leonora,

The most profound acknowledgments of heart, If thou dost love me, I shall fill thy heart
For wond'rous transports which he never knew. With scorpions' stings.
This is a good subservient artifice,

Zan. If I do love, my lord ?
To aid the nobler workings of my brain.

Alon. Come near me, let me rest upon thy Isa. I quickly dropt it in the bride's apartment,

bosom; As you commanded.

(What pillow like the bosom of a friend ?) Żun. With a lucky hand,

For I am sick at heart. Tor soon Alonzo found it; I observed him

Zun. Speak, sir, O speak, From out my secret stand. He took it up; And take me from the rack ! But scarce was it unfolded to his sight,

Alon. And is there need When he, as if an arrow pierced his eye,

Of words? Behold a wonder! See my tears ! Started, and, trembling, dropt it on the ground. Zan. I feel them too. Heaven grant my senses Pale and aghast awhile my victim stood,

fail me! Disguised a sigh or two, and puffed them from I rather would lose them, than have this real. him ;

Alon. Go, take a round through all things in Then rubbed his brow, and took it up again.

thy thought, At first he looked as if he meant to read it; And find that one for there is only one But, checked by rising fears, he crushed it thus, Which could extort my tears find that, and tell And thrust it, like an adder, in his bosom. Thyself my misery, and spare me the pain.

Isa. But if he read it not, it cannot sting him, žan. Sorrow can think but ill-I am bewilAt least not mortally,

dered ; Zun. At first I thought so;

I know not where I am. But farther thouglt informs me otherwise,

Alon. Think, think no more! And turns this disappointment to account.

It ne'er can enter in an honest heart. He more shall credit it, because unseen,

I'll tell thee, then I cannot--yet I do, (If 'tis unseen) as thou anon may'st find. By wanting force to give it utterance. Isa, That would indeed commend my Zanga's Zun. Speak, ease your heart; its throbs will skill.

burst your bosom! 2an. This, Isabella, is Don Carlos' picture; Alon. I am most happy: mine is victory, Take it, and so dispose of it, that, found, Mine the king's favour, mine the nation's shout, It may raise up a witness of her love,

And great men make their fortunes of my smiles, Under her pillow, in her cabinet,

O curse of curses ! in the lap of blessing Or elsewhere, as shall best promote our end. To be most curst !—My Leonora's false!

Isa, I'll weigh it as its consequence requires, Zun. Save me, my lord ! Then do my utmost to deserve your smile. Alon. My Leonora's false!


[Gives him the letter. Zan. Is that Alonzo prostrate on the ground? Zan. Then Heaven has lost its image here on -Now he starts up, like fiame from sleeping em

earth. bers,

[While ZANGA reads the letter, he tremAnd wild distraction glares from either eye!

bles, and shews the utmost concern. If thus a slight surmise can work his soul,

Alon. Good-natured man ! he makes my pains How will the fulness of the tempest tear him?

his own!

I durst not read it; but I read it now
Enter Don ALONZO.

In thy concern.
Alon. And yet it cannot be--I am deceived- Zun. Did you not read it then?
I injure her! she wears the face of Heaven. Alon. Mine eye just touched it, and could bear
Zan. He doubts.

[Aside. Alon. I dare not look on this again.

Zan. Thus perish all that gives Alonzo pain! If the first glance, which gave suspicion only,

[Tears the letter, Had such etlect, so smote my heart and brain, Alon. Why didst thou tear it? The certainty would dash me all in pieces.

Zan. Think of it no more. It cannot-Ha! it must, it must be true. 'Twas your mistake ; and groundless are your


fears. Zan, Hold there, and we succeed. He has Alon. And didst thou tremble, then, for my descried me;

mistake? And (for he thinks I love him) will unfold Or give the whole contents, or by the pangs His aching heart, and rest it on my counsel. That feed upon my heart, thy life's in danger! I'll seem to go, to make my stay more sure. Zun. Is this Alonzo's language to his Zanga?

[dside. Draw forth your sword, and find the secret here. Alon. Hold, Zanga, turn.

For whose sake is it, think you, I conceal it? Zan. My lord !

Wherefore this rage ? Because I seek your Alun. Shut close the doors,

peace? That not a spirit find an entrance here.

I have no interest in suppressing it, Zun. My lord's obeyed.

But what good-natured tenderness for you Alon. I'sce that thou art frighted.

Obliges me to have. Not mine the heart

no more.

in past.

That will be rent in two; not mine the fame He lives not but on fame, he hunts for danger, That will be damned, though all the world should And is enamoured of the face of death. know it.

How then could he decline the next day's battle Alon. Then my worst fears are true, and life | But for the transports-Oh, it must be so

Inhuman, by the loss of his own honour,
Zan. What has the rashness of my passion To buy the ruin of his friend !

Zan. You wrong him;
I know not what ; but rage is our destruction, He knew not of your love.
And all its words are wind- -Yęt sure, I think, Alon. Ha!
I nothing owned. But, grant I did confess, Zan. That stings home.

Aside What is a letter? Letters may be forged.

Alon. Indeed, he knew not of my treacherous For Heaven's sweet sake, my lord, lift up your


Proofs rise on proofs, and still the last the Some foe. to your repose

strongest. Alon. So Heaven look on me,

The eternal law of things declares it true, As I can't find the man I have offended. Which calls for judgment on distinguished guilt, Zan. Indeed! (Aside - Our innocence is And loves to make our crime our punishment. not our shield:

Love is my torture, love was first my crime; They take offence, who have not been offended; For she was his, my friend's, and he (O horror!) They seek our ruin, too, who speak us fair, Confided all in me. O, sacred faith! And death is often ambushed in their smiles; How dearly I abide thy violation ! We know not whom we have to fear, 'Tis cer- Zan. Were, then, their loves far gone? tain

Alon. The father's will A letter may be forged, and in a point

There bore a total sway; and he, as soon Of such a dreadful consequence as this,

As news arrived that Carlos' fleet was seen One would rely on nought that might be false. From off our coast, fired with the love of gold, Think, have you any other cause to doubt her? Determined, that the very sun which saw Away, you can find none. Resume your spirit; Carlos' return, should see his daughter wed. All's well again.

Zan. Indeed, my lord, then you must pardon me, Alon. O that it were !

If I presume to mitigate the crime. Zan. It is;

Consider, strong allurements soften guilt ; For who would credit that, which, credited, Long was his absence, ardent was his love, Makes hell superfluous by superior pains, At midnight his return, the next day destined Without such proofs as cannot be withstood? For his espousals—’twas a strong temptation. Has she not ever been to virtue trained?

Alon. Temptation ! Is not her fame as spotless as the sun,

Zan. 'Twas but gaining of one night. Her sex's envy, and the boast of Spain?

Alon. One night! Alon. O Zanga! it is that confounds me most, Zan. That crime could ne'er return again. That full in opposition to appearance

Alon. Again! By Heaven thou dost insult thy 2an. No more, my lord, for you condemn

lord. yourself.

Temptation ! One night gained ! O stings and What is absurdity, but to believe

death! Against appearance !-You can't yet, I find, And am I then undone! Alas, my Zanga! Subdue your passion to your better sense ;- And dost thou own it too? Deny it still, And, truth to tell, it does not much displease me. And rescue me one moment from distraction. 'Tis fit your indiscretions should be checked Zan. My lord, I hope the best. With some degree of pain.

Alon. False, foolish hope, Alon. What indiscretions ?

And insolent to me! Thou know'st it false; Zan. Come, you must bear to hear your faults It is as glaring as the noon-tide sun. from me.

Devil! This morning, after three years coldness, Had you not sent Don Carlos to the court To rush at once into a passion for me! The night before the battle, that foul slave, 'Twas time to feign, 'twas time to get another, Who forged the senseless scroll which gives you When her first fool was sated with her beauties. pain,

Zan. What says my lord? Did Leonora then Had wanted footing for his villany,

Never disclose her passion for you? Alon. I sent him not.

Alon. Never. Zun. Not send him! Ha! That strikes me. Zan. Throughout the whole three years ! I thought he came on message to the king.

Alon. O never! never ! Is there another cause could justify

Why, Zanga, shouldst thou strive? 'Tis all in His shunning danger, and the promised fight?

vain : But I perhaps may think too rigidly;

Though thy soul labours, it can find no reed So long an absence, and impatient love- For hope to catch at. Ah! I am plunging down

Alon. In my confusion that bad quite escaped me. Ten thousand fathoms in despair. By Heaven, my wounded soul does bleed afresh; Zan. Hold, sir, I'll break your fall-wave every 'Tis clear as day--for Carlos is so brave,


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