And hear a maid, whom doubly thou hast conquer'd:
I love thy virtue, as I love thy person;
And I adore thee for the pain it gave me :
But as I felt the pain, I'll reap the fruit;
I'll shine out in my turn, and shew the world
Thy great example was not lost upon me.
Be it enough, that I have once been guilty;
In sight of such a pattern, to persist,
Ill suits a person honour'd with

your love.
My other titles to that bliss are weak:
I must deserve it by refusing it:

Thus then I tear thee from my hopes forever.
Shall I contribute to Alonzo's crimes?

No, though the life-blood gushes from my heart,
You shall not be asham'd of Leonora,

Or, that late time may put our names together.
Nay, never shrink; take back the bright example
You lately lent: O take it while you may;
While I can give it you, and be immortal,

[Exit. Alonzo. She's gone, and I shall see that face no more;

But pine in absence, and till death adore.
When with cold dew my fainting brow is hung,
And my eyes darken, from my fault'ring tongue
Her name will tremble in a feeble moan,
And Love, with Fate, divide my dying groan.

ACT II.

SCENE I.

Enter MANUEL and ZANGA.

Zanga. IF this be true, I cannot blame your pain For wretched Carlos: 'tis but human in you. But when arriv'd your dismal news?

Manuel.

Zanga. What, not a vessel sav'd?
Manuel.

This hour.

All, all, the storm

Devour'd; and now, o'er his late envy'd fortune,
The dolphins bound, and wat'ry mountains roar,
Triumphant in his ruin.

Determin'd to deny his daughter to him?

That treasure was on shore; must that too join
The common wreck ?

Manuel.

Alvarez pleads indeed,

That Leonora's heart is disinclin'd,

And pleads that only; so it was this morning,
When he concurr'd: The tempest broke the match,
And sunk his favour, when it sunk the gold:

The love of gold is double in his heart;
The vice of age, and of Alvarez too.
Zanga. How does Don Carlos bear it?
Manuel.

Like a man,

Whose heart feels most a human heart can feel,
And reasons best a human head can reason.

Zanga. But is he then in absolute despair?
Manuel. Never to see his Leonora more :
And, quite to quench all future hope, Alvarez
Urges Alonzo to espouse his daughter
This very day; for he has learnt their loves.
Zanga. Ha! was not that receiv'd with ecstacy
By Don Alonzo?

Manuel.

Yes, at first; but soon
A damp came o'er him; it would kill his friend..

Zanga. Not if his friend consented; and since now He can't himself espouse her-—

Manuel.

Yet to ask it

Has something shocking to a generous mind;
At least Alonzo's spirit startles at it.

Wide is the distance between our despair,
And giving up a mistress to another.

But I must leave you.

In his severe affliction.

Zanga.

Carlos wants support

Ha! it dawns

It rises to me like a new found world

[Exit Manuel.

To mariners long time distress'd at sea,
Sore from a storm, and all their viands spent ;-
Or like the sun just rising out of chaos,

Some dregs of ancient night not quite purg'd off:
But I shall finish it-Ho! Isabella! [Enter Isabella.
I thought of dying; better things come forward;
Vengeance is still alive; from her dark covert,
With all her snakes erect upon her crest,

She stalks in view, and fires me with her charms.
When, Isabel, arriv'd Don Carlos here?

Isabella. Two nights ago.

Zanga.

That was the very night

Before the battle-Memory, set down that;
It has the essence of a crocodile,

Though yet but in the shell-I'll give it birth-
What time did he return?

Isabella.

Zanga.

At midnight.

So

No matter-Tell me, woman,

Say, did he see, that night, his Leonora ?
Isabella. No, my good lord.
Zanga.
Is not Alonzo rather brave than cautious;
Honest than subtle; above fraud himself;

Slow therefore to suspect it in another?

Isabella. You best can judge; but so the world thinks

of him.

Zanga. Why that is well-Go fetch my tablets. [Exit Isabella

hither.

Two nights ago, my father's sacred shade
Thrice stalk'd around my bed, and smil'd upon me;
He smil'd, a joy then little understood

It must be so- -and if so, it is vengeance
Worth waking of the dead for.

[Re-enter Isabella with the tablets. Zanga writes, then reads as to himself.

Thus it stands

The father's fixt-Don Carlos cannot wed-
Alonzo may-but that will hurt his friend-
Nor can he ask his leave- -If he did,

He might not gain it

It is hard to give

Our own consent to ills, though we must bear them.Were it not then a master-piece, worth all

The wisdom I can boast, first to persuade

Alonzo to request it of his friend,

His friend to grant-then, from that very grant,
The strongest proof of friendship man can give,
(And other motives) to work out a cause

Of jealousy, to rack Alonzo's peace ?--
I have turn'd o'er the catalogue of woes,

Which sting the heart of man, and find none equal :
It is the Hydra of calamities;

The seven-fold death: The jealous are the damn'd.
O jealousy, each other passion's calm

To thee, thou conflagration of the soul !

Thou king of torments! thou grand counterpoise
For all the transports beauty can inspire!

Isabella. Alonzo comes this way.

Zanga.

Most opportunely.

Withdraw.-Ye subtle Damons, which reside [Exit Isa.
In courts, and do your work with bows and smiles,
That little engin'ry, more mischievous

Than fleets and armies, and the cannon's murder,
Teach me to look a lie; give me your maze
Of gloomy thought, and intricate design,
To catch the man I hate, and then devour.

My lord, I give you joy.

[Enter Alonzo

Alonzo.
Zanga. Is not the lovely Leonora yours?
Alonzo. What will become of Carlos?
Zanga.
And since he can't espouse the fair himself,

Of what, good Zanga ?

He's

your friend ;

Will take some comfort from Alonzo's fortune.

Alonzo. Alas! thou little know'st the force of love;
Love reign's a sultan with unrivall'd sway,
Puts all relations, friendship's self, to death,
If once he's jealous of it, I love Carlos ;
Yet well I know what pangs I felt this morning
At his intended nuptials: For myself

I then felt pains, which now for him I feel.
Zanga. You will not wed her then?

Alonzo.

Not instantly:

Insult his broken heart the very moment!

Zanga. I understand you; But you'll wed hereafter, When your friend's gone, and his first pain assuag'd? Alonzo. Am I to blame for that?

Zanga.
My lord, I love
Your very errors; they are born from virtue :
Your friendship (and what nobler passion claims
The heart?) does lead your blindness to your ruin.
Consider, wherefore did Alvarez break

Don Carlos' match, and wherefore urge Alonzo's ?
'Twas the same cause; the love of wealth: To-morrow
May see Alonzo in Don Carlos' fortune;

A higher bidder is a better friend;

And there are princes sigh for Leonora.

.

When your friend's gone, you'll wed; why then the

cause,

Which gives you Leonora now, will cease.

Carlos has lost her; should you lose her too,

Why then you heap new torments on your friend,
By that respect which labour'd to relieve him.-

'Tis well; he is disturb'd; it makes him pause. [aside. Alonzo. Think'st thou, my Zanga, should I ask Don Carlos,