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The REVENGE.
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Would Nature were———I will not fall alone:
But other's Groans shall tell the World my Death.
But other's Groans shall tell the World my Death.
Enter Leonora.
Alon.When Nature ends with Anguish like to this,
Sinners shall take their last leave of the Sun,
And bid his Light adieu.
Sinners shall take their last leave of the Sun,
And bid his Light adieu.
Leon.The mighty Conqueror
Dismay'd? I thought you gave the Foe your Sorrows.
Dismay'd? I thought you gave the Foe your Sorrows.
Alon.Oh cruel Insult! are those Tears your Sport,
Which nothing but a Love for you could draw?
Africk I quell'd, in hope by that to purchace
Your leave to sigh unscorn'd; but I complain not;
'Twas but a World, and you are—Leonora.
Which nothing but a Love for you could draw?
Africk I quell'd, in hope by that to purchace
Your leave to sigh unscorn'd; but I complain not;
'Twas but a World, and you are—Leonora.
Leon.That Passion, which you boast of, is your Guilt,
A Treason to your Friend. You think mean of me,
To plead your Crimes as Motives of my Love.
A Treason to your Friend. You think mean of me,
To plead your Crimes as Motives of my Love.
Alon.You, Madam, ought to thank those Crimes you blame;
'Tis they permit you to be thus inhuman,
Without the Censure both of Earth and Heav'n———
I fondly thought a last Look might be kind.
Farewell for ever.———This severe Behaviour
Has, to my Comfort, made it sweet to die.
'Tis they permit you to be thus inhuman,
Without the Censure both of Earth and Heav'n———
I fondly thought a last Look might be kind.
Farewell for ever.———This severe Behaviour
Has, to my Comfort, made it sweet to die.
Leon.Farewell for ever!—Sweet to Die!—O Heav'n!
[Aside.
Alonzo, stay, you must not thus escape me;
But hear your Guilt at large.
[Aside.
Alonzo, stay, you must not thus escape me;
But hear your Guilt at large.
Alon.O Leonora!
What could I do? In Duty to my Friend,
I saw you; and to see, is to admire.
For Carlos did I plead, and most sincerely.
Witness the thousand Agonies it cost me.
You know I did, I sought but your Esteem,
If that is Guilt, an Angel had been guilty.
I often sigh'd, nay, wept; but could not help it;
And sure it is no Crime to be in Pain.
But grant my Crime was great, I'm greatly curs'd.
What would you more? Am I not most undone?
What could I do? In Duty to my Friend,
I saw you; and to see, is to admire.
For Carlos did I plead, and most sincerely.
Witness the thousand Agonies it cost me.
You know I did, I sought but your Esteem,
If that is Guilt, an Angel had been guilty.
I often sigh'd, nay, wept; but could not help it;
And sure it is no Crime to be in Pain.
But grant my Crime was great, I'm greatly curs'd.
What would you more? Am I not most undone?
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