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Than fleets and armies, and the cannon's murder, | Is Leonora worth one pang or not?
Teach me to look a lie; give me your maze It hurts not me, my lord, but as I love you :
Of gloomy thought and intricate design,

Warmly as you I'wish Don Carlos well;
To catch the man I hate, and then devour. But I am likewise Don Alonzo's friend :

There all the difference lies between us two. Enter Don Aloxzo.

In me, my lord, you hear another self; Aly lord, I give you joy.

And, give me leave to add, a better too, Alon. Of what, good Zanga?

Cleared from those errors, which, though caused Zan. Is not the lovely Leonora yours?

by virtue, Alon. What will become of Carlos?

Are such as may hereafter give you painCan. He's your friend ;

Don Lopez of Castile would not demur thus. And since he can't espouse the fair himself, Alon. Perish the name! What, sacrifice the Will take some comfort from Alonzo's fortune.

fair Alor. Alas, thou little know'st the force of To age and ugliness, because set in gold? love!

I'll to Don Carlos, if my heart will let me. Love reigns a sultan with unrivalled sway; I have not seen him since his sore aifliction; Puts all relations, friendship's self to death, But shunned it, as too terrible to bear, If once he's jealous of it. I love Carlos; How shall I bear it now? I'm struck already. Yet well I know what pangs I felt this morning

Erit. At his intended nuptials. For myself

Zan. Half of my work is done. I must secure I then felt pains, which now for him I feel. Don Carlos, ere Alonzo speak with him. Zan. You will not wed her then?

[He gives a message to a servant, then returns. Alon. Not instantly.

Proud hated Spain, oft drenched in Moorish Insult his broken heart the very moment !

blood ! Zan. I understand you: but you'll wed here- Dost thou not feel a deadly foe within thee? after,

Shake not thy towers where'er I pass along, When your friend's gone, and his first pain as- Conscious of ruin, and their great destroyer? suaged.

Shake to the centre, if Alonzo's dear! Alon. Am I to blame in that?

Look down, oh, holy prophet! see me torture San. My lord, I love

This Christian dog, this infidel, who dares Your very errors ; they are born from virtue. To smite thy votaries, and spurn thy law; Your friendship (and what nobler passion claims And yet hopes pleasure from two radiant eyes, The heart?) does lead you blindfold to your ruin. Which look as they were lighted up for thee ! Consider, wherefore did Alvarez break

Shall he enjoy thy paradise below? Don Carlos' match, and wherefore urge Alonzo's? Blast the bold thought, and curse him with her 'Twas the same cause, the love of wealth. To

charms !

But see, the melancholy lover comes.
May see Alonzo in Don Carlos' fortune ;

Enter Don Carlos.
A higher bidder is a better friend,
And there are princes sigh for Leonora.

Car. Hope, thou hast told me lies from day to When your friend's gone you'll wed; why, then, day, the cause,

For more than twenty years ; vile promiser ! Which gives you Leonora now, will cease. None here are happy, but the very fool, Carlos has lost her; should you lose her too, Or very wise; and I wasn't fool enough Why, then you heap new torments on your friend, To smile in vanities, and hug a shadow; By that respect which laboured to relieve him— Nor have I wisdom to elaborate Tis well-he is disturbed; it makes him pause. An artificial happiness from pains :

[Aside. Even joys are pains, because they cannot last. Alon. Think'st thou, my Zanga, should I ask

Sighs. Don Carlos,

Yet much is talked of bliss; it is the art His goodness would consent that I should wed Of such as have the world in their possession, her?

To give it a good name. that fools may envy; Zan. I know it would.

For envy to small minds is flattery. Alon. But then the cruelty

Ilow many lift the head, look gay, and smile To ask it, and for me to ask it of him !

Against their consciences! and this we know, Zan. Methinks you are severe upon your friend. Yet, knowing, disbelieve, and try again Who was it gave him liberty and life?

What we have tried, and struggle with conviction, Alon. That is the very reason which forbids it. Each new experience gives the former credit; Were I a stranger I could freely speak : And reverend grey threescore is but a voucher, In me it so resembles a demand,

That thirty told us true. Exacting of a debt, it shocks my nature.

Zan. My noble lord, Zan. My lord, you know the sad alternative. I mourn your fate : But are no hopes surviving?

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Car. No hopes. Alvarez has a heart of steel. Zan. No, my good lord; but since you cant 'Tis fixed—'tis past-—'tis absolute despair!

comply,
Zun. You wanted not to have your heart made Tis my misfortune that I mentioned it;
tender,

For had I not, Alonzo would indeed
By your own pains, to feel a friend's distress. Have died, as now, but not by your decree.

Car. I understand you well. Alonzo loves; Car. By my decree! Do I decree his death?
I pity him.

I do Shall I then lead her to his arms? zán. I dare be sworn you do.

Oh, which side shall I take? Be stabbed, or Yet he has other thoughts. .

stab? * Car. What canst thou mean?

'Tis equal death! a choice of agonies ?Zan. Indeed he has; and fears to ask a favour Ah, no! all other agonies are ease A stranger from a stranger might request;

To one

-Oh, Leonora! never, never!
What costs you nothing, yet is all to him : Go, Zanga, go, defer the dreadful trial,
Nay, what indeed will to your glory add, Though but a day; something, perchance, may
For nothing more than wishing your friend well. happen

Car. I pray, be plain; his happiness is mine. To soften all to friendship and to love.
Zan. He loves to death; but so reveres his Go, stop my friend, let me not see him now;
friend,

But save us from an interview of death.
He can't persuade his heart to wed the maid Zun. My lord, I am bound in duty to obey
Without your leave, and that he fears to ask.

you-
In perfect tenderness I urged him to it. If I not bring him, may Alonzo prosper! (Erit.
Knowing the deadly sickness of his heart,

Car. What is this world? Thy school, Oh mi-
Your overflowing goodness to your friend,
Your wisdom, and despair yourself to wed her, Our only lesson is to learn to suffer;
I wrung a promise froin him he would try: And he, who knows not that, was born for no-
And now I come, a mutual friend to both,

thing. Without his privacy, to let you know it,

Though deep my pangs, and heavy at my heart, And to prepare you kindly to receive him. My comfort is, each moment takes away

Cur. Ha! if he weds I am undone indeed; A grain, at least, from the dead load that's on Not Don Alvarez self can then relieve me.

me, Zun. Alas, my lord, you know his heart is steel: And gives a nearer prospect of the grave. Tis fixed, 'tis past, 'tis absolute despair.

But put it most severely—should I liveCar. Oh, cruel Heaven! and is it not enough Live long-alas, there is no length in time ! That I must never, never see him more?

Not in thy time, Oh man !What's fourscore
Say, is it not enough that I must die;

years?
But I must be tormented in the grave ? - Nay, what, indeed, the age of time itself,
Ask my consent !-Must I then give her to him? Since cut from out eternity's wide round?
Lead to his nuptial sheets the blushing maid?

Away, then!

-To a mind resolved and wise,
Oh ! Leonora ! never, never, never !

There is an impotence in misery,
Zan. A storm of plagues upon him! he refuses. Which makes me smile, when all its shafts are

[Aside. Car. What, wed her ?-and to-day?

Yet Leonora- -she can make time long,
Zun. To-day, or never.

Its nature alter, as she altered mine.
To-morrow may some wealthier lover bring, While in the lustre of her charms I lay,
And then Alonzo is thrown out like you : Whole summer suns rolled unperceived away;
Then whom shall he condemn for his inisfortune! I years for days, and days for moments told,
Carlos is an Alvarez to his love.

And was surprised to hear that I grew old.
Car. Oh, torment! whither shall I turn? Now fate does rigidly its dues regain,

And every moment is an age of pain.
Cur. Which is the way?
Zan. His happiness is yours-

As he is going out, enter Zanga and Don Alon,
I dare not disbelieve you.

ZANCA stops Don Carlos.
Car. Kill my friend !

Zan. Is this Don Carlos? this the boasted
Or worse-
-Alas! and can there be a worse?

friend?
A worse there is; nor can my nature bear it. How can you turn your

back
upon

his sadness? Zan. You have convinced me 'tis a dreadful | Look on him, and then leave him if you can. task.

Whose sorrows thus depress him? Not his own : I find Alonzo's quitting her this morning This moment he could wed without your leave. For Carlos' sake, in tenderness to you,

Car. I cannot yield; nor can I bear his Betrayed me to believe it less severe

griefs. Than I perceive it is.

Alonzo! [Going to him, and taking his hand, Car. Thou dost upbraid me.

Alon. Oh, Carlos

in me.

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Car. Pray, forbear.

Which, like a dæmon, writhes him to and fro; Alon. Art thou undone, and shall Alonzo And shall I pour in new? No, fond desire! smile?

No, love! one pang at parting, and farewell. Alonzo, who, perhaps, in some degree

I have no other love but Carlos now, Contributed to cause thy dreadful fate?

Car. Alas! my friend, why with such eager I was deputed guardian of thy love;

grasp But, Oh, I loved myself! Pour down afflictions Dost press my hand, and weep upon my cheek? On this devoted head, make me your mark; Alon. If, after death, our forms (as some beAnd be the world by my example taught,

lieve) How sacred it should hold the name of friend! Shall be transparent, naked every thought, Car. You charge yourself unjustly; well I And friends meet friends, and read each other's know

hearts, The only cause of my severe affliction.

Thou'lt know one day that thou wert held most Alvarez, cursed Alvarez! So much anguish,

dear. Felt for so small a failure, is one merit

Farewell. Which faultless virtue wants. The crime was Car. Alonzo, stay-he cannot speakmine,

(Holds him. Who placed thee there, where only thou couldst Lest it should grieve me_Shall I be outdone !

And lose in glory, as I lose in love? [Aside. Though well I knew that dreadful post of honour I take it much unkindly, my Alonzo, I gave thee to maintain. Ah! who could bear You think so meanly of me, not to speak, Those eyes unhurt? The wounds myself have felt, When well I know your heart is near to burst(Which wounds alone should cause me to con- ing. demn thee)

Have you forgot how you have bound me to you? They plead in thy excuse; for I too strove Your smallest friendship’s liberty and life. To shun those fires, and found 'twas not in man. Alon. There, there it is, my friend! it cuts me Alon. You cast in shades the failure of a there. friend,

How dreadful is it to a generous mind And soften all; but think not to deceive me; To ask, when sure he cannot be denied ! I know my guilt, and I implore your pardon, Car. How greatly thought! In all he towers As the sole glimpse I can obtain of peace.

above me.

Aside. Car. Pardon for him, who but this morn- Then you confess you would ask something of

ing threw
Fair Leonora from his heart, all bathed

Alon. No, on my soul,
In ceaseless tears, and blushing for her love ! Zan. (To Alon.] Then lose her.
Who, like a rose-leaf wet with morning dew, Car. Glorious spirit !
Would have stuck close, and clung for ever

Why what a pang

has he run through for this ! there!

By Heaven, I envy him his agonies. But 'twas in thee, through fondness for thy friend, Why was not mine the most illustrious lot, To shut thy bosom against ecstacies;

Of starting at one action from below, For which, while this pulse beats, it beats to And flaming up into consummate greatness ? thee;

Ha! angels strengthen me !-It shall be so While this blood Aows, it flows for my Alonzo, I cannot want strength. Great actions, once conAnd every wish is levelled at thy joy:

ceived, Zan. [To Alonzo.) My lord, my lord, this is Strengthen like wine, and animate the soul, your time to speak.

And call themselves to being. [Aside.] My Alon. (To Zan.) Because he's kind? It there- Alonzo ! fore is the worst;

Since thy great soul disdains to make request, For 'tis his kindness which I fear to hurt. Receive with favour that I make to thee. Shall the same moment see him sink in woes, Alon. What means my Carlos ? And me providing for a flood of joys,

Car. Pray observe me well. Rich in the plunder of his happiness?

Fate and Alvarez tore her from my heart, No, I may die; but I can never speak.

And, plucking up my love, they had well nigh Car. Now, now it comes they are concert- Plucked up life too, for they were twined toing it?

gether. The first word strikes me dead-Oh, Leonora ! Of that do more-What now does reason bid? And shall another taste her fragrant breath? I cannot wed—Farewell my happiness ! Who knows what after-time may bring to pass ? But, O my soul, with care provide for hers! Fathers may change, and I may wed her still. In life, how weak, how helpless is woman!

[Aside. Soon hurt; in happiness itself unsafe, Alon. (To Zan.] Do I not see him quite pos- And often wounded while she plucks the rose; sessed with anguish,

So properly the object of affliction,

me?

That Heaven is pleased to make distress become For such occasions. Silence, tears, embraces, her,

Are languid eloquence; I'll seek relief And dresses her most amiably in tears.

In absence from the pain of so much goodness, Take then my heart in dowry with the fair! There thank the blest above, thy sole superiors, Be thou her guardian, and thou must be mine; Adore, and raise my thoughts of them by thee. Shut out the thousand pressing ills of life

[Erit. With thy surrounding arms—Do this, and then Zan. Thus far success has crowned my boldest Set down the liberty and life thou gavest me,

hope. As little things, as essays of thy goodness, My next care is to hasten these new nuptials, And rudiments of friendship so divine.

And then my master-works begin to play. Alon. There is a grandeur in thy goodness to

Aside. me,

Why this was greatly done, without one sigh Which with thy foes would render thee adored.

[To Car. But have a care, nor think I can be pleased To

carry such a glory to its period. With any thing that lays in pains for thee.

Car. Too soon thou praisest me. Thou dost dissemble, and thy heart's in tears.

and now Car. My heart's in health, my spirits dance I must unsluice my over-burthened heart, their round,

And let it flow. I would not grieve my friend And at my eyes pleasure looks out in smiles. With tears, nor interrupt my great design; Alon. And canst thou, canst thou part with Great sure as ever human breast durst think

Leonora? Car. I do not part with her, I give her thee. But now my sorrows, long with pain supprest, Alon. O Carlos!

Burst their confinment with impetuous sway, Car. Don't disturb me, I'm sincere,

O'er-swell all bounds, and bear even life away: Nor is it more than simple justice in me. So, till the day was won, the Greek renowned This morn didst thou resign her for my sake; With anguish bore the arrow in his wound, I but perform a virtue learnt from thee; Then drew the shaft from out his tortured side, Discharge a debt, and pay her to thy wishes. Let gush the torrent of his blood, and died. Alon. Ah, how? -But think not words were

[Ereunt. ever made

He's gone,

of.

ACT III.

SCENE I.

Scarce had the priest the holy rite performed,

When I, by sacred inspiration, forged
Enter ZANGA.

That letter, which I trusted to thy hand; Zan. ( Joy, thou welcome stranger ! twice That letter, which, in glowing terms, conveys, three years

From happy Carlos to fair Leonora, I have not felt thy vital beam; but now The most profound acknowledgments of heart, It warms my veins, and plays around my heart : For wondrous transports which he never knew. A fiery instinct lifts me from the ground, This is a good subservient artifice, And I could mount! The spirits numberless To aid the nobler workings of my brain. Of my dear countrymen, which yesterday

Isa. I quickly dropt it in the bride's apartment, Left their poor bleeding bodies on the field, As you commanded." Are all assembled here, and o'er-inform me. Žan. With a lucky hand; O, bridegroom! great indeed thy present bliss; For soon Alonzo found it; I observed him Yet even by me unenvied; for be sure

From out my secret stand. He took it up; It is thy last, last smile, that which now But scarce was it unfolded to his sight, Sits on thy cheek; enjoy it while thou mayest; When he, as if an arrow pierced his eye, Anguish, and groans, and death bespeak to mor- Started, and, trembling, dropt it on the ground.

Pale and aghast awhile my victim stood,

Disguised a sigh or two, and puffed them from Enter ISABELLA.

him; My Isabella!

Then rubbed his brow, and took it up again. Isa. What commands my Moor?

At first he looked as if he meant to read it ;
Zan. My fair ally ! my lovely minister ! But, checked by rising fears, he crushed it thus,
Twas well Alvarez, by my arts impelled, And thrust it, like an adder, in his bosom.
(To plunge Don Carlos in the last despair, Isa. But if he read it not, it cannot sting him,
And to prevent all future molestation)

At least not mortally.
Finished the nuptials soon as he resolved them; Zan. At first I thought so;
This conduct ripened all for me and ruin. But farther thought informs me otherwise,

row.

no more.

And turns this disappointment to account. II know not where I am.
He more shall credit it, because unseen,

Alon. Think, think no more! (If 'tis unseen) as thou anon may'st find.

It ne'er can enter in an honest heart. Isa. That would indeed commend my Zanga's I'll tell thee, then I cannot yet I do, skill.

By wanting force to give it utterance. Zan. This, Isabella, is Don Carlos' picture; Zan. Speak, ease your heart; its throbs will Take it, and so dispose of it, that, found,

burst your bosom! It may raise up a witness of her love;

Alon. I am most happy: mine is victory, Under her pillow, in her cabinet,

Mine the king's favour, mine the nation's shout, Or elsewhere, as shall best promote our end. And great men make their fortunes of my smiles.

Isa. I'll weigh it as its consequence requires, O curse of curses ! in the lap of blessing Then do my utmost to deserve your smile. [Erit. To be most curst My Leonora's false !

Zan. Is that Alonzo prostrate on the ground? Zan. Save me, my lord! -Now he starts up, like flame from sleeping em- Alon. My Leonora's false ! bers,

[Gives him the letter. And wild distraction glares from either eye! Zan. Then Heaven has lost its image here on If thus a slight surmise can work his soul,

earth. How will the fulness of the tempest tear him?

[While Zunga reads the letter, he trem

bles, and shews the utmost concern. Enter Don ALONZO.

Alon. Good-natured man! he makes my pains Alon. And yet it cannot be—I am deceived

his own! I injure her! she wears the face of Ileaven. I durst not read it; but I read it now Zan. He doubts.

[Aside. In thy concern! Alon. I dare not look on this again.

Zan. Did you not read it then? If the first glance, which gave suspicion only, Alon. Mine eye just touched it, and could bear Had such effect, so smote my heart and brain, The certainty would dash me all in pieces. Zan. Thus perish all that gives Alonzo pain! It cannot --Ha! it must, it must be true.

(Tears the letter. [Starts. Alon. Why didst thou tear it? Zan. Hold there, and we succeed. He has Zan. Think of it no more., descried me;

'Twas your mistake; and groundless are your And (for he thinks I love him) will unfold

fears. His aching heart, and rest it on my counsel. Alon. And didst thou tremble, then, for my I'll seem to go, to make my stay more sure.

mistake?

[Aside. Or give the whole contents, or by the pangs Alon. Hold, Zanga, turn.

That feed upon my heart, thy life's in danger! Zan. My lord !

Zan. Is this Alonzo's language to his Zanga? Alon. Shut close the doors,

Draw forth your sword, and find the secret here. That not a spirit find an entrance here.

For whose sake is it, think you, I conceal it? Zan. My lord's obeyed.

Wherefore this rage? Because I seek your Alon. I see that thou art frighted.

peace? If thou dost love me, I shall fill thy heart I have no interest in suppressing it, With scorpions' stings.

But what good-natured tenderness for you Zan. If I do love, my lord ?

Obliges me to have. Not mine the heart Alon. Come near me, let me rest upon thy That will be rent in two. Not mine the fame bosom;

That will be damned, though all the world (What pillow like the bosom of a friend ?)

should know it. For I am sick at heart.

Alon. Then my worst fears are true, and life Zan. Speak, sir, O speak, And take me from the rack !

Zan. What has the rashness of my passion Alon. And is there need

uttered? Of words? Behold a wonder! See my tears! I know not what; but rage is our destruction, Zan. I feel them too. Heaven grant my senses And all its words are wind -Yet sure, I think, fail me !

I nothing owned. But, grant I did confess, I rather would lose them, than have this real. What is a letter? Letters may be forged. Alon. Go, take a round through all things in For Heaven's sweet sake, my lord, lift up your thy thought,

heart ! And find that one for there is only one

Some foe to your reposeWhich could extort my tears—find that, and tell Alon. So Heaven look on me, Thyself my misery, and spare me the pain. As I can't find the man I have offended. Kan. Sorrow can think but ill I'am bewil- Zun. Indeed! [ Aside) Our innocence is dered;

not our shicld:

is past.

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