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The REVENGE.
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But I come home again—and now for Justice—
And now for Death—it is impossible!
Sure such were made by Heav'n guiltless to Sin,
Or in their Guilt to laugh at Punishment. [aside.
I leave her to just Heav'n. [Drops the Dagger.
And now for Death—it is impossible!
Sure such were made by Heav'n guiltless to Sin,
Or in their Guilt to laugh at Punishment. [aside.
I leave her to just Heav'n. [Drops the Dagger.
Leon.Ha! a Dagger!
What dost thou say, thou Minister of Death?
What dreadful Tale dost tell me? Let me think.
What dost thou say, thou Minister of Death?
What dreadful Tale dost tell me? Let me think.
Enter Zanga.
Zan.Death to my tow'ring Hopes! O fall from high!
My close long-labour'd Scheme at once is blasted.
That Dagger found will cause her to enquire,
Enquiry will discover all, my Hopes
Of Vengeance perish; I my self am lost———
Curse on the Coward's Heart! wither his Hand
Which held the Steel in vain!—What can be done!—
Where can I fix?———That's something still———'twill breed
Fell Rage, and Bitterness betwixt their Souls,
Which may perchance grow up to greater Evil;
If not, 'tis all I can—it shall be so—
My close long-labour'd Scheme at once is blasted.
That Dagger found will cause her to enquire,
Enquiry will discover all, my Hopes
Of Vengeance perish; I my self am lost———
Curse on the Coward's Heart! wither his Hand
Which held the Steel in vain!—What can be done!—
Where can I fix?———That's something still———'twill breed
Fell Rage, and Bitterness betwixt their Souls,
Which may perchance grow up to greater Evil;
If not, 'tis all I can—it shall be so—
Leon.O Zanga! I am sinking in my Fears.
Alonzo dropt this Dagger as he left me,
And left me in a strange Disorder too.
What can this mean? Angels preserve his Life!
Alonzo dropt this Dagger as he left me,
And left me in a strange Disorder too.
What can this mean? Angels preserve his Life!
Zan.Yours, Madam, yours.
Leon.What, Zanga, dost thou say?
Zan.Carry you Goodness then to such Extremes,
So blinded to the Faults of him you love,
That you perceive not he is jealous?
So blinded to the Faults of him you love,
That you perceive not he is jealous?
Leon.Heav'ns!
And yet a Thousand Things recur that swear it.
What Villain could inspire him with that Thought?
It is not of the Growth of his own Nature.
And yet a Thousand Things recur that swear it.
What Villain could inspire him with that Thought?
It is not of the Growth of his own Nature.
Zan.Some Villain. Who, Hell knows; but he is Jealous;
And 'tis most fit a Heart so pure as yours
Do it self Justice, and assert its Honour,
And make him conscious of his Stab to Virtue.
And 'tis most fit a Heart so pure as yours
Do it self Justice, and assert its Honour,
And make him conscious of his Stab to Virtue.
Leon.Jealous! it sickens at my Heart. Unkind,
Unge-