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The REVENGE.
And what Amends is now within my Pow'r,
But to confess, expose my self to Justice,
And as a Blessing claim my Punishment?
Know then, Don Carlos———
But to confess, expose my self to Justice,
And as a Blessing claim my Punishment?
Know then, Don Carlos———
Alon.Oh!
Zan.You cannot bear it.
Alon.Go on, I'll have it, tho' it blast Mankind;
I'll have it all, and instantly. Go on.
I'll have it all, and instantly. Go on.
Zan.Don Carlos did return at dead of Night.
Enter Leonora.
Leon.My Lord Alonzo, you are absent from us,
And quite undo our Joy.
And quite undo our Joy.
Alon.I'll come, my Love:
Be not our Friends deserted by us both;
I'll follow you this Moment.
Be not our Friends deserted by us both;
I'll follow you this Moment.
Leon.My good Lord,
I do observe Severity of Thought
Upon your Brow. Ought hear you from the Moors?
I do observe Severity of Thought
Upon your Brow. Ought hear you from the Moors?
Alon.No, my Delight.
Leon.What then employ'd your Mind?
Alon.Thou, Love, and only Thou; so Heav'n befriend me,
As other Thought can find no Entrance here.
As other Thought can find no Entrance here.
Leon.How good in you, my Lord, whom Nation's Cares
Sollicit, and a World in Arms obeys,
To drop one Thought on me!
[He shews the utmost Impatience.
Sollicit, and a World in Arms obeys,
To drop one Thought on me!
[He shews the utmost Impatience.
Alon.Dost thou then Prize it?
Leon.Do you then ask it?
Alon.Know then to thy Comfort,
Thou hast me all, my throbbing Heart is full
With thee alone, I've thought of nothing else;
Nor shall, I from my Soul believe, till Death.
My Life, our Friends expect thee.
Thou hast me all, my throbbing Heart is full
With thee alone, I've thought of nothing else;
Nor shall, I from my Soul believe, till Death.
My Life, our Friends expect thee.
Leon.I obey. [Ex. Leon.
Alon.Is that the Face of curs'd Hypocrisy?
If she is guilty, Stars are made of Darkness,
And Beauty shall no more belong to Heav'n———
Don Carlos did return at dead of Night.
Proceed, good Zanga, so thy Tale began.
If she is guilty, Stars are made of Darkness,
And Beauty shall no more belong to Heav'n———
Don Carlos did return at dead of Night.
Proceed, good Zanga, so thy Tale began.
Zan.