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Leon. If, from your guilt, none suffer'd but your.
self, It might be so Farewell.
[Going. Alon. Who suffers with me? [Takes her hand. Leon. Enjoy your ignorance, and let me go.
[Weeps. Alon. What mean these tears ? Leon. I weep by chance; nor have my tears a
meaning. But, O, when first I saw Alonzo's tears, I knew their meaning well!
Alon. Heavens! what is this?
Leon. Alonzo, pardon me the injury
Leon. Was it for you, my lord, to be so quick
sals ? Leon. Indeed my father once had thought that
way; But marking how the marriage pain'd my heart, Long he stood doubtful; but at last resolved,
I thought it strange; 'tis now no longer 80.
Alon. A tale! There's proof equivalent to sight. Zan. I should distrust my sight on this occasion. Alon. And so should I; by Heaven, I think I
should. What ! Leonora, the divine, by whom We guess'd at angels! Oh! I'm all confusion ! Zān. You now are too much ruffled to think
clearly. Since bliss and horror, life and death hang on it, Go to your chamber, there maturely weigh Each circumstance ; consider, above all, That it is jealousy's peculiar nature To swell small things to great; nay, out of nought To conjure much, and then to lose its reason Amid the hideous phantoms it has form’d.
Alon. Had I ten thousand lives, I'd give them all To be deceived. I fear 'tis doomsday with me. And yet she seem'd so pure, that I thought Heaven Borrow'd her form for Virtue's self to wear, To gain her lovers with the sons of men. O Leonora! Leonora !
[Exit. Enter ISABELLA. Zan. Thus far it works auspiciously. My pa
tient Thrives underneath my hand in misery. He's gone to think; that is, to be distracted.
Isa. I overheard your conference, and saw you, To my amazement, tear the letter.
Her name will tremble with a feeble moan,
ACT THE SECOND.
The Palace. Enter Don MANUEL and ZANGA: Zan. If this be true, I cannot blame your pain : For wretched Carlos; 'tis but human in you. But when arrived your dismal news?
Man. This hour.
Zan. What, not a vessel saved ? And is Alvarez Determined to deny his daughter to him? That treasure was on shore; must that too join The common wreck?
Man. Alvarez pleads, indeed, That Leonora's heart is disinclined, And pleads that only; so it was this morning, When he concurrid: 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.
Zan. How does Don Carlos bear it ?
Man. Like a man, Whose heart feels most a human heart can feel, And reasons best a human heart can reason.'
Zan. But is he then in absolute despair ?
Man. Never to see his Leonora more.
Zan. Ha! was not that received with ecstacy
Man. Yes, at first; but soon
Zan. Not if his friend consented: and since now
Man. Yet, to ask it
Zan. Ha, it dawns !
I thought of dying : better things come forward; i
Isa. Two nights ago. - W Zan. That was the very night Before the battle—Memory, set down that; l
It has the essence of the crocodile, T
Go and fetch my tablets hither. [Exit Is ABELLA.
Enter Isa BELLA with the Tablets ; ZANGA writes ; then reads, as to himself.
Thus it stands
The father’s fix’d—Don Carlos cannot wed—