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The stain, the curse, of each succeeding year!) | And while I groaned in bondage, I deputed
Car. Alas, the cruel maid-
Indeed her father, who, though high at court, Of kindnesses, and thinks it is forgot.
And powerful with the king, has wealth at heart, Insolent thought! and like a second blow! To heal his devastation from the Moors, Affronts are innocent, where men are worthless; Knowing I am richly freighted from the east, And such alone can wisely drop revenge. My fleet now sailing in the sight of Spain, Isa. But with more temper, Zanga, tell your (Heaven guard it safe through such a dreadful story;
storm !) To see your strong emotions startles me. Caresses me, and urges her to wed. Zan, Yes, woman, with the temper that befits Man. Her aged father, sce, it.
Leads her this way. Has the dark adder venom? So have I,
Car. She looks like radiant Truth, When trod upon. Proud Spaniard, thou shalt Brought forward by the hand of hoary Time feel me!
You to the port with speed, 'tis possible For from that day, that day of my dishonour, Some vessel is arrived. Heaven grant it bring I from that day have cursed the rising sun, Tidings, which Carlos may receive with joy! Which never failed to tell me of my shame. I from that day have blessed the coming night,
Enter Don ALVAREZ and LEONORA. Which promised to conceal it; but in vain; i Alo. Don Carlos, I am labouring in your faThe blow returned for ever in my dream.
vour, Yet on I toiled, and groaned for an occasion
With all a parent's soft authority,
Car. Angels second you ! "
Alv. Daughter, the happiness of life depends
Isa. Just as I entered, an express arrived, Which brought another language into use.
Don Carlos is of ancient, noble bloud,
And then his wealth might mend a prince's forZan. Be propitious,
tune. Oh! Mahomet, on this important hour,
For him the sun is labouring in the mines, And give, at length, my famished soul revenge! A faithful slave, and turning earth to gold. What is revenge, but courage to call in
His keels are freighted with that sacred power, Our honour's debts, and wisdom to convert By which even kings and emperors are made. Others' self-love into our own protection ? Sir, you have my good wishes, and I hope But see, the morning dawns;
[To Carlos. Il seck Don Carlos, and enquire my fate. My daughter is not indisposed to hear you. [Exit,
[Ereurt. 1. Car. Oh, Leonora ! why art thou in tears?
Because I am less wretched than I was?
Before your father gave me leave to woo you,
Hushed was your bosom, and your eyes serene. Enter Don Manuel and Don Carlos.
Will you for ever help me to new pains, Man. My lord don Carlos, what brings your And keep reserves of torment in your hand, express
To let then loose on every dawn of joy? Car. Alonzo's glory, and the Moors' defeat. Leon, Pink you my father too indulgent to The field is strewed with twice ten thousand me, slain,
That he claims, no dominion o'er my tears?.
Leon. Regard not me, my lord;
Car, Disobey him,
Rather than come thus coldly, than come thus , Leon. The victor comes. My lord, I must With absent eyes, and alienated mien,
withdraw. Suffering address, the victim of my love.
Car. And must you go? Oh, let ne be undone the common way,
Leon. Why should you wish me stay? And have the common comfort to be pitied, | Your friend's arrival will bring confort to you, And not be ruined in the mask of bliss,
My presence none; it pains you and myself; And so be envied, and be wretched too!
For both our sakes, permit me to withdraw. Love calls for love. Not all the pride of beauty,
[Erit. Those eyes that tell us what the sun is made of, Car. Sure, there is no peril but in love." Oh, Those lips, whose touch is to be bought with life,
how Those hills of driven snow, which seen are felt; My foes would boast to see me look so pale ! All these, possessed, are nought, but as they are The proof, the substance of an inward passion,
Enter Don Alonzo. And the rich plunder of a taken heart.
Car. Alonzo! Leon. Alas, my lord, we are too delicate : Alon. Carlos ! I am whole again ; And when we grasp the happiness we wished, | Clasped in thy arins, it makes my heart entire. We call on wit to argue it away:
Car. Whom dare I thus embrace? The conA plainer man would not feel half your pains :
queror But some have too much wisdom to be happy. Of Afric? Car. Had I known this before, it had been Alon. Yes, much more-Don Carlos' friend.
The conquest of the world would cost me dear, I had not then solicited your father
Should it beget one thought of distance in thee. To add to my distress; as you behave,
I rise in virtues to come nearer to thee, Your father's kindness stabs me to the heart. I conquer with Don Carlos in my eye, Give me your hand-nay, give it, Leonora : And thus I claim my victory's reward. You give it not-nay, yet you give it not
[Embracing him. I ravish it.
Car. A victory indeed! your godlike arm Leon. I pray, my lord, no more.
Has made one spot the grave of Africa; Car. Ah, why so sad? You know each sigh Such numbers fell! and the survivors fted, does shake me :
As frighted passengers from off the strand, Sighs there, are tempests here.
When the tempestuous sea comes roaring on I have heard, bad men would be unblest in Heat ven:
Alon. 'Twas Carlos conquered, 'twas his cruel What is my guilt, that makes me so with you?
chains Have I not languished prostrate at thy feet? Inflamed me to a rage unknown before, Have I not lived whole days upon thy sight? And threw my former actions far behind. Have I not seen thee where thou hast not been? Car. I love fair Leonora. How I love her! And, mad with the idea, clasped the wind, Yet still I find (I know not how it is) And doated upon nothing ?
Another heart, another soul for thee. Leon. Court me not,
Thy friendship warms, it raises, it transports Good Carlos, by recounting of iny faults,
Like music, pure the joy, without allay, And telling how ungrateful I have been.
Whose very rapture is tranquillity : Alas, my lord, if talking would prevail,
But love, like wine, gives a tumultuous bliss, I could suggest much better arguments
Heightened, indeed, beyond all mortal pleasures, Than those regards you threw away on me; But mingles pangs and madness in the bowl. Your valour, honour, wisdom, praised by all. Bat bid physicians talk our veins to temper,
Enter Zanga. And with an argument new-set a pulse;
Zan. Manuel, my lord, returning from the Then think, my lord, of reasoning into love.
port, Car. Must I despair then? Do not shake me on business both of moment and of haste, thus :
Humbly begs leave to speak in private with you. My tempest-beaten heart is cold to death;
Car. In private ! Ha! Alonzo, I will return; Ah, turn, and let me warm me in thy beauties! No business can detain me long from thee. (Exit. Heavens! what a proof I gave, but two nights San. My lord Alonzo, I obeyed your orders. past,
Alon. Will the fair Leonora pass this way? Of matehless love! To fling me at thy feet,
Zan. She will, my lord, and soon.
Alon. Come near me, Zanga;
Never was such a day of triumph known!
There's not a wounded captive in my train, To stand the war, and quell a world alone. That slowly followed my proud chariot wheels,
[Trumpets. With half a life, and beggary, and chains,
But is a god to me: I am most wretched, | Alonzo, stay; you must not thus escape me;
What could I do! In duty to my friend,
I saw you; and to see is to admire. A tender party in her thoughts for him.
For Carlos did I plead, and most sincerely. What did I do? I loved myself. Indeed, Witness the thousand agonies it cost me! One thing there is might lessen my offence, You know I did. I sought but your esteem; (If such offence admits of being lessened) If that is guilt, an angel had been guilty. I thought him dead; for (by what fate I know | I often sighed, nay, wept, but could not help it:
And sure it is no crime to be in pain. His letters never reached me.
But grant my crime was great; I am greatly Zan. Thanks to Zanga,
cursed; Who thence contrived that evil which has hap- What would you more? Am I not most undone? pened.
[ Aside. This usage is like stamping on the murdered, Alon. Yes, cursed of Heaven ! I loved myself, When life is fled; most barbarous and unjust. and now,
Leon. If from your guilt none suffered but In a late action, rescued from the Moors,
yourself, I have brought home my rival in my friend. It might be so- Farewell.
[Going. Zan. We hear, my lord, that in that action too, Alon. Who suffers with me? Your interposing arm preserved his life.
Leon. Enjoy your ignorance, and let me go. Alon. It did—with more than the expence of Alon. Alas! what is there I can fear to know, mine;".
Since I already know your hate? Your actions For, Oh, this day is mentioned for their nuptials. Have long since told me that. But see, she comes I will take my leave, and | Leon. They flattered you.
Alon. How ! flattered me! Zan. Hadst thou a thousand lives, thy death | Leon. Oh, search in fate no farther! would please me. .
I hate thee-Oh, Alonzo, how I hate thee! Unhappy fate! My country overcome!
Alon. Indeed! and do you weep for hatred My six years hope of vengeance quite expired! | too! Would nature were I will not fall alone: Oh, what a doubtful torment heaves my beart! But others' groans shall tell the world my death. I hope it most, and yet I dread it more.
[Aside, and exit. Should it be so-should her tears flow from
thence, Enter LEONORA.
How would my soul blaze up in ecstacy ! Alon. When nature ends with anguish like to | Ah no! how sink into the depth of horrors ! this,
Leon. Why would you force my stay?
Leon. I weep by chance; nor have my tears Leon. The mighty conqueror
a meaning. Dismaved! I thought you gave the fue your sor- | But Oh! when first I saw Alonzo's tears, rows.
| I knew their meaning well! Alon. Oh, cruel insult! Are those tears your (Alon. falls pussionately on his knees, and sport,
takes her hand. Which nothing but a love for you could draw? Alon. Heavens! what is this? That excelAfric I quelled, in hope by that to purchase
lence, for which . Your leave to sigh unscorned; but I complain | Desire was planted in the heart of man; not;
Virtue's supreme reward on this side Heaven; 'Twas but a world, and you are—Leonora. The cordial of my soul and this destroys me Leon. That passion, which you boast of, is your Indeed, I Aattered me that thou didst hate. guilt,
Leon. Alonzo, pardon me the injury A treason to your friend. You think mean of me, | Of loving you. I struggled with my passion, To plead your crimes as motives of my love. And struggled long : let that be some excuse. Alon. You, madam, ought to thank those Alon. Unkind, you know I think your love a crimes you blame;
blessing 'Tis they permit you to be thus inhuman, Beyond all huinan blessings ! 'tis the price Without the censure both of earth and heaven Of sigh and groans, and a whole year of dying. I fondly thought a last look might be kind. But Oh! the curse of curses! Oh, my Farewell for ever. This severe behaviour
friend! Has, to my comfort, made it sweet to die.
Leon. Alas! Leon. Farewell for ever! Sweet to die! Oh, Alon. What says my love? Speak, Leonora. Heaven!
(Aside. Leon. Was it for you, my lord, to be so quick
In finding out objections to our love?
| Alas, I see him pale! I hear him groan! Think you so strong my love, or weak my virtue, He foams, he tears his hair, he raves, he bleeds, It was unsafe to leave that part to me?
(I know him by myself) he dies distracted ! Alon. Is not the day, then, fixed for your es Leon. How dreadful to be cut from what we pousals?
love! Leon. Indeed, my father once had thoughts Alon. Ah, speak no more! that way;
Leon. And tied to what we hate !
Leon. Is it possible?
Leon. Can you ?
Alon. Oh Alon. Oh, agony !
Yes, take a limb; but let my virtue 'scape. Must I not only lose her, but be made
Alas, my soul, this moment I die for thee ! Myself the instrument? Not only die,
Breaks away. But plunge the dagger in my heart myself?
Leon. And are you perjured then for virtue's This is refining on calamity.
sake? Leon. What! do you tremble lest you should How often have you sworn !—but go, for ever. be mine?
[Swoons. For what else can you tremble ? Not for that Alon. Heart of my heart, and essence of my My father places in your power to alter.
joy! Alon. What's in my power? Oh, yes; to Where art thou !-Oh, I'm thine, and thine for stab my friend!
ever! Leon. To stab your friend were barbarous in. The groans of friendship shall be heard no more. deed!
For whatsoever crime I can commit, Spare him—and murder me. I own, Alonzo, I've felt the pains already. You well may wonder at such words as these. Leon. Hold, Alonzo, I start at them myself; they fright my nature. And hear a maid whom doubly thou hast conGreat is my fault; but blame me not alone :
quered. Give him a little blame who took such pains I love thy virtue as I love thy person, To make me guilty.
And I adore thee for the pains it gave me; Alon. Torment! [After a pause, Leon. speaks. But as I felt the pains, V'll reap the fruit; Leon. Oh, my shame!
I'll shine out in my turn, and shew the world I sue, and sue in vain : it is most just,
| Thy great example was not lost upon me.
I must deserve it by refusing it.
Thus then I tear me from thy hopes for ever. My father comes; what answer will you give Shall I contribute to Alonzo's crimes? him?
No, though the life-blood gushes from my heart, Alon. What answer! let me look upon that You shall not be ashamed of Leonora; face,
Or that late time may put our names together, And read it there.-Devote thee to another! Nay, never shrink; take back the bright example Not to be borne ! a second look undoes me. You lately lent; Oh, take it while you may,
Leon. And why undo you? Is it then, my lord, While I can give it you, and be immortal! So terrible to yield to your own wishes,
(Exit. Because they happen to concur with mine?
Alon. She's gone, and I shall see that face no Cruel! to take such pains to win a heart,
more; Which you was conscious you inust break with | But pine in absence, and till death adore. parting.
When with cold dew my fainting brow is hung, Alon. No, Leonora, I am thine for ever, And my eyes darken, from my faultering tongue
: (Runs and embraces her. Her name will tremble with a feeble moan, In spite of Carlos Ha! who's that? My friend? And love with fate divide my dying groan.
Starts wide from her. Vol. I.
SCENE I.—Continues.. . She stalks in view, and fires me with her charms.
| When, Isabella, arrived Don Carlos here? Enter Don Manuel and Zanga.
Isa. Two nights ago. Zan. If this be true, I cannot blame your pain Zan. That was the very night For wretched Carlos; 'tis but human in you. Before the battle--Memory, set down that; But when arrived your dismal news?
It has the essence of the crocodile, Man. This hour.
Though yet but in the shell-I'll give it birth Zan. What, not a vessel saved ?
What time did he return?
Isa. At midnight.
Isa. No, my good lord.
Zan. No matter—tell me, woman, Determined to deny his daughter to him? Is not Alonzo rather brave than cautious, That treasure was on shore; must that too join | Honest than subtle, above fraud himself, The common wreck?
Slow, therefore, to suspect it in another? Man. Alvarez pleads, indeed,
Isa. You best can judge ; but so the world That Leonora's heart is disinclined,
thinks of him. And pleads that only; so it was this morning, Zan, Why, that was well-go, fetch my tablets When he concurred : the tempest broke the hither.
Èxit Isa. match,
Two nights ago my father's sacred shade . And sunk his favour, when it sunk the gold. Thrice stalked around my bed, and smiled upon The love of gold is double in his heart,
me; The vice of age, and of Alvarez too.
| He smiled a joy then little understood Zan. How does Don Carlos bear it?
It must be so—and if so, it is vengeance Man. Like a man,
Worth waking of the dead for. Whose heart feels most a human heart can feel,
Re-enter IsaBELLA with the tablets ; ZANGA And reasons best a human heart can reason. Zan. But is he then in absolute despair?
writes, then reads as to himself. Man. Never to see his Leonora more.
Thus it stands And, quite to quench all future hope, Alvarez The father's fixed-Don Carlos cannot wed Urges Alonzo to espouse his daughter
Alonzo may--but that will hurt his friend This very day; for he has learnt their loves. Nor can he ask his leave-or, if he did,
Zan. Ha! was not that received with ecstacy He might not gain it-It is hard to give By Don Alonzo?
Our own consent to ills, though we must bear Man. Yes, at first; but soon
them. A damp came o'er him, it would kill his friend. Were it not then a master-piece, worth all Zan. Not if his friend consented : and since | The wisdom I can boast, first to persuade now
Alonzo to request it of his friend, He cannot himself espouse her
His friend to grant—then from that very grant, Man. Yet, to ask it
The strongest proof of friendship man can give, Has something shocking to a generous mind; |(And other motives) to work out a cause At least, Alonzo's spirit startles at it. . Of jealousy, to rack Alonzo's peace? Wide is the distance between our despair, I have turned o'er the catalogue of human woes, And giving up a mistress to another.
Which sting the heart of man, and find none eBut I must leave you. Carlos wants support
qual. In his severe affliction.
[Exit. It is the Hydra of calamities, Zan. Ha, it dawns !
The seven-fold death; the jealous are the damned. It rises to me, like a new-found world
Oh, jealousy, each other passion's calm To mariners long time distressed at sea,
To thee, thou conflagration of the soul !
For all the transports beauty can inspire !
Zan. Most opportunely.
Withdraw-Ye subtle dæmons, which reside Enter ISABELLA.
[Exit Isa, I thought of dying; better things come forward; In courts, and do your work with bows and Vengeance is still alive; from her dark covert,
smiles, With all her snakes erect upon her crest, That little enginery, more mischievqus