Ah! why so sad? You know each sigh does shake me;

Sighs there, are tempests here.

I've heard, bad men would be unblest in heav'n:
What is my guilt, that makes me so with you?
Have I not languish'd prostrate at thy feet?
Have I not liv'd whole days upon thy sight?
Have I not seen thee where thou hast not been,
And mad with the idea, clasp'd the wind,
And doated upon nothing?

LEONORA.

Court me not,

Good Carlos, by recounting of my faults,
And telling how ungrateful I have been:
Alas! my lord if talking would prevail,
I could suggest much better arguments,
Than those regards you threw away on me ;
Your valour, honour, wisdom prais'd by all:
But bid physicians talk our veins to temper,
And with an argument new-set a pulse;
Then think, my lord, of reasoning into love.

CARLOS.

Must I then despair? Do not shake me thus;
My tempest-beaten heart is cold to death:
Ah! turn, and let me warm me in thy beauties.
Heav'ns! what a proof I gave, but two nights past,
Of matchless love! To fling me at thy feet,
I slighted friendship, and I flew from fame

Nor heard the summons of the next day's battle:
But darting headlong to thy arms, I left

The promis'd fight; I left Alonzo too,

To stand the war, and quell a world alone. [Trumpets.

LEONORA.

The victor comes. My lord, I must withdraw.

And must you go?

CARLOS.

LEONORA.

Why should you wish my stay?

Your friend's arrival will bring comfort to you,
My presence none; it pains you and myself:
For both our sakes, permit me to withdraw.

CARLOS.

[Exit Leonora.

Sure, there's no peril, but in love. O how
My foes would boast to see me look so pale!

Carlos!-I am whole again:

Claspt in thy arms, it makes my heart entire.

CARLOS.

Whom dare I thus embrace? The conqueror of

Africk?

ALONZO.

Yes, much more; Don Carlos' friend.

The conquest of the world would cost me dear,
Should it beget one thought of distance in thee:
I rise in virtues to come nearer thee:

I conquer with Don Carlos in my eye:

And thus I claim my victory's reward. [Embracing him.

CARLOS.

A victory indeed! Your godlike arm
Has made one spot the grave of Africa,
Such numbers fell; and the survivors fled
As frighted passengers from off the strand,

When the tempestuous sea comes roaring on them.

ALONZO.

'Twas Carlos conquer'd; 'twas his cruel chains Inflam'd 'me to a rage unknown before,

And threw my former actions far behind.

CARLOS.

I love fair Leonora: How I love her!
Yet still I find (I know not how it is)
Another heart, another soul, for thee:
Thy friendship warms, it raises, it transports
Like music; pure the joy without allay;
Whose very rapture is tranquillity:

But love, like wine, gives a tumultuous bliss,
Heighten'd indeed beyond all mortal pleasures;
But mingles pangs and madness in the bowl.

Enter ZANGA.

ZANGA.

Manuel, my lord, returning from the port,
On business both of moment and of haste,
Humbly begs leave to speak in private with you.

CARLOS.

In private !-Ha-Alonzo I'll return;

No business can detain me long from thee, Exit Car

ZANGA.

My lord Alonzo, I obey'd your orders.

ALONZO.

Will the fair Leonora pass this way?

ZANGA.

She will, my lord; and soon.

ALONZO.

Come near me, Zanga

For I dare open all my heart to thee.
Never was such a day of triumph known!
There's not a wounded captive in my train,
That slowly follow'd my proud chariot wheels,
With half a life, and beggary, and chains,
But is a god to me: I am most wretched.
In his captivity, thou know'st, Don Carlos,
My friend, (and never was a friend more dear)
Deputed me his advocate in love,

To talk to Leonora's heart, and make

A tender party in her thoughts, for him.
What did I do? I lov'd myself. Indeed,
One thing there is might lessen my offence
(If such offence admits of being lessen'd);

I thought him dead; for (by what fate I know not)
His letters never reach'd me.

ZANGA. [Aside.}

Thanks to Zanga,

Who thence contriv'd that evil which has happen'd.

ALONZO.

Yes, curs'd of heav'n! I lov'd myself; and now,

In a late action rescu'd from the Moors,

I have brought home my rival in my friend.

ZANGA.

We hear, my lord, that in that action too,
Your interposing arm preserv'd his life.

ALONZO.

It did with more than the expence of mine;
For, O! this day is mention'd for their nuptials.
But see, she comes-I'll take my leave, and die.
ZANGA. [Aside.

Hadst thou a thousand lives, thy death would please me.
Unhappy fate! My country overcome;

My six years hope of vengeance quite expir'd!
Would nature were-I will not fall alone;
But other's groans shall tell the world my death.

Enter LEONOra.

ALONZO.

When nature ends with anguish like to this,
Sinners shall take their last leave of the sun,
And bid the light adieu.

LEONORA.

The mighty conqueror.

Dismay'd! I thought you gave the foe

ALONZO.

your sorrows.

O cruel insult! are those the tears you sport,

Which nothing but a love for you could draw?
Africk I quell'd, in hope by that to purchase
Your leave to sigh unscorn'd; but I complain not;
'Twas but a world; and you are-Leonora.

LEONORA.

That passion which you boast of, is your guilt;
A treason to your friend. You think mean of me,
To plead your crimes as motives of my love