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The REVENGE.
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Zan.Don Carlos did return at dead of Night;
That Night, by Chance (ill Chance for me) did I
Command the Watch that guards the Palace Gate.
He told me he had Letters for the King
Dispatch'd from you.
That Night, by Chance (ill Chance for me) did I
Command the Watch that guards the Palace Gate.
He told me he had Letters for the King
Dispatch'd from you.
Alon.The Villain ly'd.
Zan.My Lord,
I pray forbear———Transported at his Sight,
After so long a Bondage, and your Friend,
(Who could suspect him of an Artifice?)
No farther I enquir'd; but let him pass,
False to my Trust, at least imprudent in it.
Our Watch reliev'd, I went into the Garden,
As is my Custom when the Night's serene,
And took a Moon-light Walk: When soon I heard
A rustling in an Arbour that was near me.
I saw two Lovers in each other's Arms,
Embracing and Embrac'd. Anon the Man
Arose, and falling back some Paces from her,
Gaz'd ardently awhile, then rush'd at once.
And throwing all himself into her Bosom,
There softly sigh'd; “O Night of Ecstasie!
“When shall we meet again? Don Carlos then
Lead Leonora forth.
I pray forbear———Transported at his Sight,
After so long a Bondage, and your Friend,
(Who could suspect him of an Artifice?)
No farther I enquir'd; but let him pass,
False to my Trust, at least imprudent in it.
Our Watch reliev'd, I went into the Garden,
As is my Custom when the Night's serene,
And took a Moon-light Walk: When soon I heard
A rustling in an Arbour that was near me.
I saw two Lovers in each other's Arms,
Embracing and Embrac'd. Anon the Man
Arose, and falling back some Paces from her,
Gaz'd ardently awhile, then rush'd at once.
And throwing all himself into her Bosom,
There softly sigh'd; “O Night of Ecstasie!
“When shall we meet again? Don Carlos then
Lead Leonora forth.
Alon.Oh! Oh my Heart! [He sinks into a Chair.
Zan. [Aside.]Groan on, and with the Sound refresh my Soul.
'Tis thro' his Heart, his Knees smite one another;
'Tis thro' his Brain, his Eye-balls roll in Anguish.———
My Lord, my Lord, why will you rack my Soul?
Speak to me, let me know that you still live.
Do you not know me, Sir? Pray look upon me;
You think too deeply, I'm your own Zanga,
So lov'd, so cherish'd, and so faithful to you.———
Where start you in such Fury? Nay, my Lord,
For Heav'n's sake sheath your Sword! What can this mean?
Fool that I was, to trust you with the Secret,
And you unkind to break your Word with me!
'Tis thro' his Heart, his Knees smite one another;
'Tis thro' his Brain, his Eye-balls roll in Anguish.———
My Lord, my Lord, why will you rack my Soul?
Speak to me, let me know that you still live.
Do you not know me, Sir? Pray look upon me;
You think too deeply, I'm your own Zanga,
So lov'd, so cherish'd, and so faithful to you.———
Where start you in such Fury? Nay, my Lord,
For Heav'n's sake sheath your Sword! What can this mean?
Fool that I was, to trust you with the Secret,
And you unkind to break your Word with me!
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