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The REVENGE.
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But oh the Curse of Curses!———O my Friend!———
Leon.Alas!
Alon.What says my Love?—Speak, Leonora.
Leon.Was it for you, my Lord, to be so quick
In finding out Objections to our Love!
Think you so strong my Love, or weak my Virtue,
It was unsafe to leave that Part to me?
In finding out Objections to our Love!
Think you so strong my Love, or weak my Virtue,
It was unsafe to leave that Part to me?
Alon.Is not the Day then fix'd for your Espousals?
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 resolv'd,
Your Counsel, which determines him in all,
Should finish the Debate.
But marking how the Marriage pain'd my Heart,
Long he stood doubtful; but at last resolv'd,
Your Counsel, which determines him in all,
Should finish the Debate.
Alon.O Agony!
Must I not only lose her? but be made,
My self the Instrument! Not only Die;
But plunge the Dagger in my Heart my self?
This is refining on Calamity.
Must I not only lose her? but be made,
My self the Instrument! Not only Die;
But plunge the Dagger in my Heart my self?
This is refining on Calamity.
Leon.What! do you tremble, lest you should be mine?
For what else can you tremble? not for that
My Father places in your Pow'r to alter.
For what else can you tremble? not for that
My Father places in your Pow'r to alter.
Alon.What's in my Pow'r?—O yes, to stab my Friend?
Leon.To stab your Friend were barbarous indeed!
Spare him———and murder me———I own, Alonzo,
You well may wonder at such Words as these,
I start at them my self, they fright my Nature.
Great is my Fault; but blame not me alone,
Give him a little Blame, who took such Pains
To make me Guilty.
Spare him———and murder me———I own, Alonzo,
You well may wonder at such Words as these,
I start at them my self, they fright my Nature.
Great is my Fault; but blame not me alone,
Give him a little Blame, who took such Pains
To make me Guilty.
Alon.Torment! [After a Pause, Leon. speaks.
Leon.O my Shame!
I sue, and sue in vain; it is most just.
When Women sue, they sue to be deny'd.
You hate me, you despise me, you do well;
For what I've done, I hate and scorn my self.
O Night, fall on me! I shall blush to Death.
I sue, and sue in vain; it is most just.
When Women sue, they sue to be deny'd.
You hate me, you despise me, you do well;
For what I've done, I hate and scorn my self.
O Night, fall on me! I shall blush to Death.
Alon.First perish all.
Leon.