Leon. Well, now good night; You're very bold, Sir; I think you want to scare me quite. Lean. Oh fortune's spite! Leon. Good night, good night. Hark! the neighb'ring convent's bell The clock now chimes; A thousand times, A thousand times farewell. Enter DON DIEGO. Dieg. Stay, Sir; let nobody go out of the room. Urs. I won't, I won't. Murder! don't touch me. Dieg. Young man, who are you who have thus clandestinely, at an unseasonable hour, broke into my house? Am I to consider you as a robber, or how? Lean. As one whom love has made indiscreet; as one whom love has taught industry and art to compass his designs. I love the beautiful Leonora, and she me; but further than what you hear and see, neither one nor the other have been culpable. Mun. Hear him, hear him. Lean. Don Diego, you know my father well-Don Alphonso de Luna; I am a scholar of this university, and am willing to submit to whatever punishment he, through your means, shall inflict; but wreak not your vengeance here. Dieg. Thus then my hopes and cares are at once frustrated; possessed of what I thought a jewel, I was desirous to keep it for myself; I raised up the walls of this house to a great height; I barred up my windows towards the street; I put double bolts on my doors; I banished all that had the shadow of man or male kind; and I stood continually centinel over it myself, to guard my suspicion from surprise: thus secured, I left my watch for one little moment, and in that moment Leon. Pray, pray, guardian, let me tell you the story; you'll find I'm not to blame. Dieg. No, child, I am only to blame, who should have considered that sixteen and sixty agree ill together. But though I was too old to be wise, I am not too old to learn; and so, I say, send for a smith directly, beat all the grates from my windows, take the locks from my doors, and let egress and regress be given freely. Leon. And will you be my husband, Sir? Dieg. No, child, I will give you to one that will make you a better husband. Here, young man, take her: if your parents consent, to-morrow shall see you joined in the face of the church, and the dowry which I promised her, in case of failure on my side of the contract, shall now go with her as a marriage portion. Lean. Signor, this is so generous Dieg. No thanks; perhaps I owe acknowledgments to you; but you, Ursula, have no excuse-no passion to plead and your age should have taught you better. I'll give you five hundred crowns; but never let me see you more. Mun. And what you give me, Massa? Dieg. Bastinadoes for your drunkenness and infidelity. Call in my neighbours and friends.- 0 man! man! how short is your foresight, how ineffectual your prudence! while the very means you use are destructive of your ends! Go forge me fetters that shall bind Snap like a twig the oak's tough tree; My master here is quite absurd. Lean. To sum up all you now have heard- [Exeunt. |