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The REVENGE.

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Isab.Alonzo raves,
And in the Tempest of his Grief, has thrice
Attempted on his Life. At length disarm'd,
He calls his Friends that save him, his worst Foes,
And importunes the Skies for swift Perdition.
Thus in his Storm of Sorrow. After Pause
He started up, and call'd aloud for Zanga,
For Zanga rav'd; and see he seeks you here,
To learn that Truth, which most he dreads to know.

Zan.Begone. Now, now, my Soul, consummate all!
[Ex. Isab.

Alon.O Zanga!

Zan.Do not tremble so; but speak.

Alon.I dare not.[Falls on him.

Zan.You will drown me with your Tears.

Alon.Have I not Cause?

Zan.As yet You have no Cause.

Alon.Dost thou too rave?

Zan.Your Anguish is to come.
You much have been abus'd.

Alon.Abus'd! By whom?

Zan.To know, were little Comfort.

Alon.Oh! 'twere much.

Zan.Indeed!

Alon.By Heav'n. O give him to my Fury!

Zan.Born for your Use, I live but to oblige you.
Know then, 'twas———I.

Alon.Am I awake?

Zan.For ever.
Thy Wife is guiltless, that's one Transport to me,
And I, I let Thee know it; that's another.
I urg'd Don Carlos to resign his Mistress,
I forg'd the Letter, I dispos'd the Picture;
I hated, I despis'd, and I destroy.

Alon.Oh! [Swoons.

Zan.Why this is well,———why this is Blow for Blow.
Where are you? Crown me, shadow me with Laurels,

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