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The REVENGE.
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Rather than Groan beneath this Load, I'll dye.
Zan.But for what better will you change this Load?
Grant you should know it, would not That be worse?
Grant you should know it, would not That be worse?
Alon.No, it would cure me of my Mortal Pangs:
By Hatred and Contempt, I should despise her;
And all my Love-bred Agonies would vanish.
By Hatred and Contempt, I should despise her;
And all my Love-bred Agonies would vanish.
Zan.Ah! were I sure of that? My Lord.
Alon.What then?
Zan.You should not hazard Life to gain the Secret.
Alon.What dost thou mean? Thou know'st I'm on the Rack;
I'll not be play'd with, speak, if thou hast ought,
Or I this instant fly to Leonora.
I'll not be play'd with, speak, if thou hast ought,
Or I this instant fly to Leonora.
Zan.That is to Death. My Lord, I am not yet
Quite so far gone in Guilt to suffer it,
Tho' gone too far, Heav'n knows—'Tis I am guilty.—
I have took Pains, as you I know observ'd,
To hinder you from diving in the Secret,
And turn'd aside your Thoughts from the Detection.
Quite so far gone in Guilt to suffer it,
Tho' gone too far, Heav'n knows—'Tis I am guilty.—
I have took Pains, as you I know observ'd,
To hinder you from diving in the Secret,
And turn'd aside your Thoughts from the Detection.
Alon.Thou dost confound me.
Zan.I confound my self;
And frankly own, tho' to my Shame I own it,
Nought but your Life in Danger could have torn
The Secret out, and made me own my Crime.
And frankly own, tho' to my Shame I own it,
Nought but your Life in Danger could have torn
The Secret out, and made me own my Crime.
Alon.Speak quickly; Zanga, speak.
Zan.Not yet, dread Sir:
First I must be assur'd, that if you find
The fair one guilty, Scorn, as you assur'd me,
Shall conquer Love and Rage, and heal your Soul.
First I must be assur'd, that if you find
The fair one guilty, Scorn, as you assur'd me,
Shall conquer Love and Rage, and heal your Soul.
Alon.Oh! 'twill, by Heav'n.
Zan.Alas! I fear it much,
And scarce can hope so far; but I of this
Exact your solemn Oath, that you'll abstain
From all Self-Violence, and save my Lord,
And scarce can hope so far; but I of this
Exact your solemn Oath, that you'll abstain
From all Self-Violence, and save my Lord,
Alon.I trebly Swear.
Zan.You'll bear it like a Man?
Alon.A God.
Zan.Such have you been to me, these Tears confess it,
And pour'd forth Miracles of Kindness on me:
And pour'd forth Miracles of Kindness on me:
And