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The REVENGE.
Zan.No matter———tell me, Woman,
Is not Alonzo rather brave than cautious,
Honest than subtle, above Fraud himself,
Slow therefore to suspect it in another?
Is not Alonzo rather brave than cautious,
Honest than subtle, above Fraud himself,
Slow therefore to suspect it in another?
Isab.You best can judge; but so the World thinks of him.
[Ex. Isab.
[Ex. Isab.
Zan.Why, that is well—go fetch my Tablets 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———or if he did,
He might not gain it—it is hard to give
Our own Consent to Ills, tho' 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 Counterpoize
For all the Transports Beauty can inspire!
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———or if he did,
He might not gain it—it is hard to give
Our own Consent to Ills, tho' 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 Counterpoize
For all the Transports Beauty can inspire!
Isab.Alonzo comes this Way.
Zan.Most opportunely.
Withdraw—Ye subtle Dæmons, which reside [Ex. Isa.
Withdraw—Ye subtle Dæmons, which reside [Ex. Isa.
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