Receive this Lord as one whom I have found Worthy to be your Husband and my Son Gar. Thus let me kneel to take O not to take But to devote and yield my self for ever The Slave and Creature of my Royal Mistress Gons O let me prostrate pay my worthless Thanks For this high Honour King No more my Promise long since pass'd thy Loyalty And Garcia's well-try'd Valour all oblige me This Day we triumph but to morrow's Sun Shall shine on Garcia's Nuptials Alm. Oh! Faints Gar. Alas she faints help to support her Gons She recovers King A Bridal Qualm soon off How is 't Almeria Alm. A sudden Chilness seizes on my Spirits Your Leave Sir to retire King Garcia conduct her Garcia leads Almeria to the Door and returns This idle Vow hangs on her Woman's Fears I 'll have a Priest shall preach her from her Faith And make it Sin not to renounce that Vow Which I 'd have broken Trumpets Enter Alonzo Offic. The beauteous Captive Zara is arriv'd And with a Train as if she still were Wife To Albucacim and the Moor had conquer'd King It is our Will she should be so attended Bear hence these Prisoners Garcia which is he Of whose mute Valour you relate such Wonders Prisoners led off Gar. Osmyn who led the Moorish Horse he does Great Sir at her Request attend on Zara. King He is your Prisoner as you please dispose him Gar. I would oblige him but he shuns my Kindness And with a haughty Mien and stern Civility Dumbly declines all Offers if he speak 'T is scarce above a word as he were born Alone to do and did disdain to talk At least to talk where he must not command King Such sullenness and in a Man so brave Must have some other Cause than his Captivity Did Zara then request he might attend her Gar. My Lord she did King That join'd with his Behaviour Begets a Doubt I 'd have 'em watch'd perhaps Her Chains hang heavier on him than his own Flourish and Enter Zara and Osmyn bound conducted by Perez and a Guard and attended by Selim and several Mutes and Eunuchs in a Train King What Welcome and what Honours beauteous Zara A King and Conquerour can give are yours A Conquerour indeed where you are won Who with such Lustre strike admiring Eyes That had our Pomp been with your Presence grac'd Th' expecting Crowd had been deceiv'd and seen Their Monarch enter not Triumphant but In Triumph led your Beauty's Slave Zara. If I on any Terms could condescend To like Captivity or think those Honours Which Conquerours in Courtesie bestow Of equal Value with unborrow'd Rule And Native Right to Arbitrary Sway I might be pleas'd when I behold this Train With usual Homage wait But when I feel These Bonds I look with loathing on my self And scorn vile Slavery tho' doubly hid Beneath Mock-Praises and dissembled State King Those Bonds 't was my Command you should be free How durst you Perez disobey me Perez Great Sir Your Order was she should not wait your Triumph But at some distance follow thus attended King 'T is false 't was more I bad she should be free If not in Words I bad it by my Eyes Her Eyes did more than bid free her and hers With speed yet stay my Hands alone can make Fit restitution here Thus I release you And by releasing you enslave my self Zara. Favours conferr'd tho' when unsought deserve Acknowledgment from Noble Minds Such Thanks As one hating to be oblig'd Yet hating more Ingratitude can pay I offer King Born to excel and to command As by transcendent Beauty to attract All Eyes so by Preheminence of Soul To rule all Hearts Garcia what 's he who with contracted Brow Beholding Osmyn as they unbind him And sullen Port glooms downward with his Eyes At once regardless of his Chains or Liberty Gar. That Sir is Osmyn King He answers well the Character you gave him Whence comes it valiant Osmyn that a Man So great in Arms as thou art said to be So ill can brook Captivity The common Chance of War Osm. Because Captivity has robb'd me of a just Revenge King I understand not that Osm. I would not have you Zara. That Gallant Moor in Battle lost a Friend Whom more than Life he lov'd and the Regret Of not revenging on his Foes that Loss Has caus'd this Melancholy and Despair King She does excuse him 't is as I suspected To Gons Gons That Friend may be her self show no Resentment Of his Arrogance yet she looks concern'd King I 'll have Enquiry made his Friend may be A Prisoner His Name Zar. Heli. King Garcia be it your Care to make that search It shall be mine to pay Devotion here At this fair Shrine to lay my Laurels down And raise Love's Altar on the Spoils of War Conquest and Triumph now are mine no more Nor will I Victory in Camps adore For ling'ring there in long suspence she stands Shifting the Prize in unresolving Hands Unus'd to wait I broke through her Delay Fix'd her by Force and snatch'd the doubtful Day But late I find that War is but her Sport In Love the Goddess keeps her awful Court Fickle in Fields unsteadily she flyes But rules with settled Sway in Zara's Eyes Ex. Omnes The End of the First Act. ACT II. SCENE I. Representing the I le of a Temple Enter Garcia Heli and Perez Gar. THis Way we 're told Osmyn was seen to walk Choosing this lonely Mansion of the Dead To mourn brave Heli thy mistaken Fate Hel. Let Heav'n with Thunder to the Centre strike me If to arise in very deed from Death And to revisit with my long-clos'd Eyes This living Light could to my Soul or Sense Afford a Thought or Glimpse of Joy In least Proportion to the vast Delight I feel to hear of Osmyn's Name to hear That Osmyn lives and I again shall see him Gar. Unparalell'd Fidelity I 've heard with Admiration of your Friendship And could with equal Joy and Envy view The transports of your meeting Perez Yonder my Lord behold the Noble Moor. Hel. Where where Gar. I see him not Per. I saw him when I spoke thwarting my View And striding with distemper'd Haste his Eyes Seem'd Flame and flash'd upon me with a Glance Then forward shot their Fires which he pursu'd As to some Object frightful yet not fear'd Gar. Let 's haste to follow him and know the Cause Hel. My Lord let me entreat you to forbear Leave me alone to find and cure the Cause I know his Melancholy and such Starts Are usual to his Temper It might raise him To act some Violence upon himself So to be caught in an unguarded Hour And when his Soul gives all her Passions Way Secure and loose in friendly Solitude I know his Noble Heart would burst with Shame To be surpriz'd by Strangers in its Frailty Gar. Go Gen'rous Heli and relieve your Friend Far be it from me officiously to pry Or
Heart But double double Weight of Woe to mine For with him Garcia comes Garcia to whom I must be sacrific'd and all the Faith And Vows I gave my Dear Alphonso basely Violated No it shall never be for I will die first Die ten thousand Deaths Look down look down Kneels Alphonso hear the Sacred Vow I make Leave for a Moment to behold Eternal Bliss And bend thy Glorious Eyes to Earth and me And thou Anselmo if yet thou art arriv'd Thro' all Impediments of purging Fire To that bright Heav'n where my Alphonso reigns Behold thou also and attend my Vow If ever I do yield or give consent By any Action Word or Thought to wed Another Lord may then just Heav'n show'r down Unheard of Curses on me greater far If such there be in angry Heav'ns Vengeance Than any I have yet endur'd and now Rising Methinks my Heart has some Relief Having Discharg'd this Debt incumbent on my Love Yet one Thing more I would engage from thee Leo. My Heart my Life and Will are only yours Alm. I thank thee 'T is but this anon when all Are busied in the General Joy that thou Wilt privately with me Steal forth and visit good Anselmo's Tomb. Leon. Alas I fear some fatal Resolution Alm. No on my Life my Faith I mean no Violence I feell I 'm more at large Since I have made this Vow Perhaps I would repeat it there more solemnly 'T is that or some such Melancholy Thought Upon my Word no more Leon. I will attend you Enter Alonzo Alon. The Lord Gonsalez comes to tell your Highness Of the Kings approach Alm. Conduct him in Exit Alon. That 's his Pretence I know his Errand is To fill my Ears with Garcia's valiant Deeds And with his Artful Tongue to gild and magnifie His Sons Eâ—â—â—oits But I am arm'd with Ice around my Heart Not to be warm'd with Words nor idle Eloquence Enter Gonsalez Bowing very Humbly Gons Be every Day of your long Life like this The Sun bright Conquest and your brighter Eyes Have all conspir'd to blaze promiscuous Light And bless this Day with most unequal Lustre Your Royal Father my Victorious Lord Loaden with Spoils and ever-living Lawrel Is entring now in Martial Pomp the Pallace Five Hundred Mules precede his solemn March Which groan beneath the Weight of Moorish Wealth Chariots of War adorn'd with glittering Gems Succeed and next a Hundred neighing Steeds White as the fleecy Rain on Alpine Hills That bound and foam and champ the Golden Bit As they disdain'd the Victory they grace Prisoners of War in shining Fetters follow And Captains of the Noblest Blood of Affrick Sweat by his Chariot Wheel and lick and grind With gnashing Teeth the Dust his Tryumphs raise The swarming Populace spread every Wall And cling as if with Claws they did enforce Their Hold thro' clifted Stones stretching and stâ—ring As they were all of Eyes and every Limb Would feed his Faculty of Admiration While you alone retire and shun this Sight This Sight which is indeed not seen tho' twice The Multitude should gaze In Absence of your Eyes Alm. My Lord my Eyes ungratefully behold The gilded Trophies of exterior Honours Nor will my Ears be charm'd with sounding Words Or pompous Phrase the Pageantry of Souls But that my Father is return'd in Safety I bend to Heav'n with Thanks and Humble Praiâ—â—â— Gons Excellent Princess But 't is a Task unfit for my weak Age With dying Words to offer at your Praise Garcia my Son your Beauties lowest Slave Has better done In proving with his Sword upon your Foes The Force and Influence of your matchless Charms Alm. I doubt not of the Worth of Garcia's Deeds Which had been brave tho' I had ne'er been born Leon. Madam the King Florish. Alm. My Women I would meet him Attendants to Almeria enter in Mourning Symphony of Warlike Musick Enter the King attended by Garcia and several Officers Files of Prisoners in Chains and Guards who are ranged in Order round the Stage Almeria meets the King and kneels afterwards Gonsalez kneels and kisses the King's Hand while Garcia does the same to the Princess King Almeria rise My best Gonsalez rise What Tears my good old Friend Gons But Tears of Joy To see you thus has fill'd My Eyes with more Delight than they can hold King By Heav'n thou lov'st me and I 'm pleas'd thou do'st Take it for Thanks Old Man That I rejoice To see thee weep on this Occasion But some Here are who seem to mourn at our Success How is it Almeria that you meet our Eyes Upon this solemn Day in these sad Weeds You and yours are all in opposition To my Brightness like Daughters of Affliction Alm. Forgive me Sir if I offend The Year which I have vow'd to pay to Heav'n In Mourning and strict Life for my Deliverance From Death and Wreck of the tempestuous Sea Wants yet to be expired King Your Zeal to Heav'n is great so is your Debt Yet something too is due to me who gave That Life which Heav'n preserv'd A Day bestow'd In Filial Duty had aton'd and giv'n A Dispensation to your Vow No more 'T was weak and wilful and a Woman's Errour Yet upon thought it doubly wounds my sight To see that Sable worn upon the Day Succeeding that in which our deadliest Foe Hated Anselmo was interr'd By Heav'n It looks as thou didst mourn for him Just as Thy senseless Vow appear'd to bear its Date Not from that Hour wherein thou wert preserv'd But that wherein the curs'd Alphonso perish'd Ha! what thou dost not weep to think of that Gons Have patience Royal Sir the Princess weeps To have offended you If Fate decreed One 'pointed Hour should be Alphonso's Loss And her Deliverance Is she to blame King I tell thee she 's to blame not to have feasted When my first Foe was laid in Earth such Enmity Such Detestation bears my Blood to his My Daughter should have revell'd at his Death She should have made these Pallace Walls to shake And all this high and ample Roof to ring With her Rejoicings What to mourn and weep Then then to weep and pray and grieve By Heav'n There 's not a Slave a shackled Slave of mine But should have smil'd that Hour through all his Care And shook his Chains in Transport and rude Harmony Gons What she has done was in excess of Goodness Betray'd by too much Piety to seem As if she had offended King To seem is to commit at this Conjuncture I wonnot have the seeming of a Sorrow seen To day Retire divest your self with speed Of that offensive black on me be all The Violation of your Vow You stand excused that I command it Gar. kneeling Your Pardon Sir if I presume so far As to remind you of your gracious Ptomise King Rise Garcia I forgot Yet stay Almeria Alm. O my boding Heart What is your Pleasure Sir King Draw near and give your hand and Garcia yours
tho' 't were strange But if she had what was 't to her unless She fear'd her stronger Charms might cause the Moor's Affection to revolt King I thank thee Friend There 's Reason in thy Doubt and I am warn'd But think'st thou that my Daughter saw this Moor Gons If Osmyn be as Zara has related Alphonso's Friend 't is not impossible But she might wish on his Account to see him King Say'st thou by Heav'n thou hast arous'd a Thought That like a sudden Earth-quake shakes my Frame Confusion than my Daughter 's an Accomplice And plots in Private with this hellish Moor. Gons That were too hard a Thought but see she comes 'T were not amiss to question her a little And try howe'er if I 've divin'd aright If what I fear be true she 'll be concern'd For Osmyn's Death as he 's Alphonso's Friend Urge that to try if she 'll sollicite for him Enter Almeria and Leonora King Your coming has prevented me Almeria I had determin'd to have sent for you Let your Attendant be dismiss'd I have Exit Leonora To talk with you Come near why dost thou shake What mean those swollen and redfleck'd Eyes that look As they had wept in Blood and worn the Night In waking Anguish why this on the Day Which was design'd to celebrate thy Nuptials But that the Beams of Light are to be stain'd With reeking Gore from Traytors on the Rack Wherefore I have deferr'd the Mariage Rites Nor shall the guilty Horrours of this Day Prophane that Jubilee Alm. All Days to me Henceforth are equal this the Day of Death To Morrow and the next and each that follows Will undistinguish'd roll and but prolong One hated Line of more extended Woe King Whence is thy Grief give me to know the Cause And look thou answer me with truth for know I am not unacquainted with thy Falshood Why art thou mute base and degenerate Maid Gonsa Dear Madam speak or you 'll incense the King Alm. What is to speak or wherefore should I speak What means these Tears but Grief unutterable King Yes Guilt they are the dumb Confessions of Thy guilty Mind and say thou wert Confederate With damn'd Conspirators to take my Life O Impious Parricide now canst thou speak Alm. O Earth behold I kneel upon the Bosom And bend my flowing Eyes to stream upon Thy Face imploring thee that thou wilt yield Open thy Bowels of Compassion take Into the Womb the last and most forlorn Of all thy Race Hear me thou common Parent I have no Parent else be thou a Mother And step between me and the Curse of him That was that was but is no more a Father But brands my Innocence with horrid Crimes And for the tender Names of Child and Daughter Now calls me Murderer and Parricide King Rise I command thee rise and if thou would'st Acquit thy self of those detested Names Swear thou hast never seen that foreign Dog Now doom'd to die that most accursed Osmyn Alm. Never but as with Innocence I might And free of all bad Purposes So Heav'ns My Witness King Vile equivocating Wretch With Innocence Death and Perdition she Confesses it By Heav'n I 'll have him rack'd Torn mangl'd flay'd impal'd all Pains and Tortures That Wit of Man and dire Revenge can think Shall he accumulated under-bear Alm. Oh I am lost there Fate begins to wound King Hear me then if thou canst reply know Traitress I 'm not to learn that curs'd Alphonso lives Nor am I Ignorant what Osmyn is Alm. Then all is ended and we both must die Since thour' t reveal'd alone thou shalt not die And yet alone would I have dy'd Heav'n knows Repeated Deaths rather than have revealed thee Yes all my Father's wounding Wrath tho' each Reproach cuts deeper than the keenest Sword And cleaves my Heart I would have born it all Nay all the Pains that are prepar'd for thee To the remorsless Rack I would have given This weak and tender Flesh to have been bruis'd And torn rather than have reveal'd thy being King Hell Hell do I hear this and yet endure What dar'st thou to my Face avow thy Guilt Hence e'er I curse fly my just Rage with speed Lest I forget us both and spurn thee from me Alm. And yet a Father think I am your Child Turn not your Eyes away look on me kneeling Now curse me if you can now spurn me off Did ever Father curse his kneeling Child Never For always Blessings crown that Posture Nature inclines and half-way meets that Duty Stooping to raise from Earth the filial Reverence For bended Knees returning folding Arms With Prayers and Blessings and paternal Love O hear me then thus crawling on the Earth King Be thou advis'd and let me go while yet The light Impression thou hast made remains Alm. No never will I rise nor loose this Hold 'Till you are mov'd and grant that he may live King Ha! who may live take heed no more of that For on my Soul he dies tho' thou and I And all should follow to partake his Doom Away off let me go Call her Attendants Enter Leonora and Attendants Alm. Drag me harrow the Earth with my bare Bosom I 'll not let go 'till you have spar'd my Husband King Ha! what say'st thou Husband Husband Damnation What Husband which who Alm. He he is my Husband King Poyson and Daggers who Alm. O Faints Gons Help support her Alm. Let me go let me fall sink deep I 'll dig I 'll dig a Grave and tear up Death I will I 'll scrape 'till I collect his rotten Bones And cloath their Nakedness with my own Flesh Yes I will strip of Life and we will change I will be Death then tho' you kill my Husband He shall be mine still and for ever mine King What Husband who whom do'st thou mean Gons Alas she raves Alm. O that I did Osmyn he is my Husband King Osmyn Alm. Not Osmyn but Asphonso is my Dear And wedded Husband Heav'n and Air and Seas Ye Winds and Waves I call ye all to witness King Wilder than Winds or Waves thy self do'st rave Should I hear more I too should catch thy Madness Yet somewhat she must mean of dire Import Which I 'll not hear 'till I am more at peace Watch her returning Sense and bring me Word And look that she attempt not on her Life Exit King Alm. O stay yet stay hear me I am not mad I would to Heav'n I were he 's gone Gons Have Comfort Alm. Curst be that Tongue that bids me be of Comfort Curst my own Tongue that cou'd not move his Pity Curst these weak Hands that cou'd not hold him here For he is gone to doom Alphonso's Death Gonsa Your too excessive Grief works on your Fancy And deludes your Sense Alphonso if living Is far from hence beyond your Father's Power Alm. Hence thou detested ill-tim'd Flatterer Source of my Woes thou and thy Race be curs'd But doubly thou who could'st alone
have Policy And Fraud to find the fatal Secret out And know that Osmyn was Alphonso Gons Ha! Alm. Why dost thou start what dost thou see or hear Was it the doleful Bell toling for Death Or dying Groans from my Alphonso's Breast See see look yonder where a grizled pale And ghastly Head glares by all smear'd with Blood Gasping as it would speak and after it Behold a damp dead Hand has drop'd a Dagger I 'll catch it hark a Voice cries Murder 't is My Father's Voice hollow it founds and from The Tomb it calls I 'll follow it for there I shall again behold my dear Alphonso Exit with attendants Gons She 's greatly griev'd nor am I less surpriz'd Osmyn Alphonso no she over-rates My Policy I ne'er suspected it Nor now had known it but from her mistake Her husband too Ha! where is Garcia then And where the Crown that shou'd descend on him To grace the Line of my Posterity Hold let me think if I shou'd tell the King Things come to this Extremety his Daughter Wedded already what if he should yield Knowing no Remedy for what is past And urg'd by Nature pleading for his Child With which he seems to be already shaken And tho' I know he hates beyond the Grave Anselmo's Race yet if That if concludes me To doubt when I may be assur'd is Folly But how prevent the Captive Queen who means To set him free Ay now 't is plain O well Invented Tale he was Alphonso's Friend This subtle Woman will amuze the King If I delay 't will do or better so One to my Wish Alonzo thou art welcom Enter Alonzo Alonzo The King expects your Lordship Gons 'T is no matter I 'm not I' th' Way at Present good Alonzo Alonzo If 't please your Lordship I 'll return and say I have not seen you Gons Do my best Alonzo Yet stay I would but go anon will serve Yet I have that requires thy speedy help I think thou would'st not stop to do me Service Alonzo I am your Creature Gons Say thou art my Friend I 've seen thy Sword do noble Execution Alonzo All that it can your Lordship shall command Gons Thanks and I take thee at thy Word Thou 'st seen Among the followers of the Captive Queen Dumb Men that make their Meaning known by Signs Alon. I have my Lord. Gons Could'st thou procure with speed And privacy the wearing Garb of one Of those tho' purchas'd by his Death I 'd give Thee such Reward as should exceed thy Wish Alon. Conclude it done Where shall I wait your Lordship Gons At my Appartment Use thy utmost Diligence Away I 've not been seen haste good Alonzo Exit Alonzo So this can hardly fail Alphonso slain The greatest Obstacle is then remov'd Almeria widow'd yet again may wed And I yet fix the Crown on Garcia's Head Exit The End of the Fourth Act. ACT V. SCENE I. A Room of State Enter King Perez and Alonzo King NOT to be found in an ill hour he 's absent None say you none what not the Fav'rite Eunuch Nor she her self nor any of her Mutes Have yet required admittance Perez None my Lord. King Is Osmyn so dispos'd as I commanded Perez Fast bound in double chains and at full length He lies supine on earth as easily She might remove the fix'd foundation as Unlock the rivets of his bonds King 'T is well A Mute appears and seeing the King retires Ha! seize that Mute Alonzo follow him Ex. Alonzo Entring he met my Eyes and started back Frighted and fumbling one hand in his Bosom As to conceal th' Importance of his Errand Alonzo re-enters with a Paper Alonz. O bloody Proof of obstinate Fidelity King What dost thou mean Alonz. Soon as I seiz'd the Man He snatch'd from out his Bosom this and strove With rash and greedy haste at once to cram The Morsel down his throat I catch'd his Arm And hardly wrench'd his Hand to wring it from him Which done he drew a Ponyard from his side And on the instant plung'd it in his Breast King Remove the Body thence ' ere Zara see it Alon. I 'll be so bold to borrow his Attire 'T will quit me of my Promise to Gonsalez Exit Per. Whate'er it is the King's Complexion turns King How 's this my mortal Foe beneath my Roof Having read the Letter O give me Patience all ye Powers no rather Give me Rage Rage implacable Revenge And treble Fury Ha! who 's there Perez My Lord King Hence Slave how dar'st thou bide to watch and pry Into how poor and mean a thing a King descends How like thy self when Passion treads him down Ha! stir not on thy Life For thou wert fix'd And planted here to see me gorge this Bait And lash against the Hook by Heav'n you 're all Rank Traytors thou art with the rest combin'd Thou knâ—w'st that Osmyn was Alphonso knew'st My Daughter privately conferr'd with him And wert the Spy and Pander to their Meeting Perez By all that 's holy I 'm amaz'd King Thou lyest Thou art Accomplice too much with Zara here Where she sets down still will I set thee free Reading That somewhere is repeated I have power O'er them that are thy Guards Mark that thou Traytor Perez It was your Majesty's Command I should Obey her Order King reading And still will I set Thee free Alphonso Hell curs'd curs'd Alphonso False perfidious Zara Strumpet Daughter Away begon thou feeble boy fond Love All Nature Softness Pity and Compassion This hour I throw ye off and entertain Fell hate within my breast Revenge and Gall By Heav'n I 'll meet and counterwork this Treachery Hark thee Villain Traitor answer me Slave Perez My Service has not merited those Titles King Dar'st thou reply Take that thy Service thine Strikes him What 's thy whole Life thy Soul thy All to my One moment's Ease Hear my Command and look That thou obey or Horrour on thy Head Drench me thy Dagger in Alphonso's Heart Why dost thou start Resolve to do 't or else Perez My Lord I will King 'T is well that when she comes to set him free His Teeth may grin and mock at her Remorse Perez going Stay thee I 've farther thought I 'll add to this And give her Eyes yet greater Disappointment When thou hast ended him bring me his Robe And let the Cell where she 'll expect to see him Be dark'ned so as to amuze the Sight I 'll be conducted thither But see she comes I 'll shun th' Encounter do Thou follow and give heed to my Direction Exeunt Enter Zara and Selim. Zara. The Mute not yet return'd 't is strange Ha! 't was The King that parted hence frowning he went His Eyes like Meteors roll'd then darted down Their red and angry Beams as if his Sight Would like the raging Dog-star scorch the Earth And kindle Ruine in its Course Think'st thou He saw me not Sel. He did But then as if His Eyes
Press upon the Privacies of others Hel. Y' are truly Noble Exit Gar. Perez the King expects from our return To have his Jealousie confirm'd or clear'd Of that appearing Love which Zara bears To Osmyn but some other Opportunity Must make that plain Per. To me 't was long since plain And every Look of his and hers confess it Gar. If so Unhappiness attends their Love And I cou'd pity ' em I hear some coming The Friends perhaps are met let us avoid ' em Exeunt Enter Almeria and Leonora Alm. It was a fancy'd Noise for all is hush'd Leo. It bore the Accent of a Humane Voice Alm. It was thy Fear or else some transient Wind Whistling thro' Hollows of this vaulted Isle We 'll listen Leo. Hark! Alm. No all is hush'd and still as Death 'T is dreadful How rev'rend is the Face of this tall Pile Whose antient Pillars rear their Marble Heads To bear aloft its arch'd and pond'rous Roof By its own Weight made stedfast and immoveable Looking Tranquility It strikes an Awe And Terror on my aking Sight the Tombs And Monumental Caves of Death look Cold And shoot a Chilness to my trembling Heart Give me thy Hand and speak to me nay speak And let me hear thy Voice My own affrights me with its Echo's Leon. Let us return the Horrour of this Place And Silence will encrease your Melancholy Alm. It may my Fears but cannot add to that No I will on shew me Anselmo's Tomb Lead me o'er Bones and Skulls and mouldring Earth Of Humane Bodies for I 'll mix with them Or wind me in the Shroud of some pale Coarse Yet green in Earth rather than be the Bride Of Garcia's more detested Bed That Thought Exerts my Spirits and my present Fears Are lost in dread of greater Ill. Shew me Lead me for I am bolder grown Lead me Where I may kneel and pay my Vows again To him to Heav'n and my Alphonso's Soul Leo. I go but Heav'n can tell with what Regret Exeunt The Scene opening discovers a Place of Tombs One Monument fronting the View greater than the rest Enter Heli. Heli I wander thro' this Maze of Monuments Yet cannot find him Hark! sure 't is the Voice Of one complaining There it sounds I 'll follow it Exit Re-Enter Almeria and Leonora Leon. Behold the Sacred Vaâ—â—t within whose Womb The poor Remains of good Anselmo rest Yet fresh and unconsum'd by Time or Worms What do I see O Heav'n either my Eyes Are false or still the Marble Door remains Unclos'd the Iron Grates that lead to Death Beneath are still wide stretch'd upon their Hinge And staring on us with unfolded Leaves Sure 't is the Friendly Yawn of Death for me And that dumb Mouth significant in Show Invites me to the Bed where I alone Shall rest shews me the Grave where Nature wearied And long oppress'd with Woes and bending Cares May lay the Burden down and sink in Slumbers Of Eternal Peace Death grim Death will fold Me in his leaden Arms and press me close To his cold clayie Breast my Father then Will cease his Tyranny and Garcia too Will fly my pale Deformity with loathing My Soul enlarg'd from its vile Bonds will mount And range the Starry Orbs and Milky Ways Of that refulgent World where I shall swim In liquid Light and float on Seas of Bliss To my Alphonso's Soul O Joy too great O Exstacy of Thought help me Anselmo Help me Alphonso take me reach thy Hand To thee to thee I call to thee Alphonso O Alphonso Osmyn ascending from the Tomb. Osm. Who calls that wretched thing that was Alphonso Alm. Angels and all the Host of heaven support me Osm. Whence is that Voice whose Shrilness from the Grave And growing to his dead Father's Shrowd roots up Alphonso Alm. Mercy and Providence O speak to it Speak to it quickly quickly speak to me Comfort me help me hold me hide me hide me Leonora in thy Bosome from the Light And from my Eyes Osm. Amazement and Illusion rivet me To Earth and nail me where I stand ye Powers Câ—ming forward That motionless I may be still deceiv'd Let me not stir nor breath lest I disolve That tender lovely Form of painted Air So like Almeria Ha! it sinks it falls I 'll catch it ' ere it goes and grasp her Shade 'T is Life 't is warm 't is she 't is she her self Nor Dead nor Shade but breathing and alive It is Almeria 't is my Wife Enter Heli. Leon. O Heav'n unfold these Wonders Alas she stirs not yet nor lifts her Eyes He too is fainting help me help me Stranger Who ' ere thou art and lend thy Hand to raise These Bodies Hel. By Heav'n 't is he and with ha Almeria Almeria O Miracle of Happiness O Joy unhop'd for does Almeria live Osm. Where is she Let me behold and touch her and be sure 'T is she shew me her Face and let me feel Her Lips with mine 'T is she I 'm not deceiv'd I taste her Breath I warm'd her and am warm'd Look up Almeria bless me with thy Eyes Look on thy Love thy Lover and thy Husband Look on Alphonso Alm. I 've sworn I 'll not wed Garcia why d' ye force me Is this a Father Osm. Thy Father is not here nor Garcia I am Neither nor what I seem but thy Alphonso Wilt thou not know me Hast thou then forgot me Hast thou thy Eyes yet can'st not see Alphonso Am I so alter'd or art thou so chang'd That seeing my Disguise thou seest not me Alm. It is it is Alphonso 't is his Face His Voice I know him now I know him all O take me to thy Arms and bear me hence Back to the Bottom of the boundless Deep To Seas beneath where thou so long hast dwelt O how hast thou return'd How hast thou charm'd The Wildness of the Waves and Rocks to this That thus relenting they have giv'n thee back To Earth to Light and Life to Love and me Osm. O I 'll not ask nor answer how or why We both have backward trod the paths of Fate To meet again in Life to know I have thee Is knowing more than any Circumstance Or Means by which I have thee To fold thee thus to press thy balmy Lips And gaze upon thy Eyes is so much Joy I have not Leisure to reflect or know Or trifle time in thinking Alm. Let me look on thee yet a little more Osm. What would'st thou thou dost put me from thee Alm. Yes Osm. Why what dost thou mean why dost thou gaze so Alm. I know not 't is to see thy Face I think It is too much too much to bear and live To see him thus again is such profusion Of delight I cannot bear it I shall Be mad I cannot be transported thus Osm. Thou Excellence thou Joy thou Heav'n of Love Alm. Where hast thou been and how art thou alive How is all this All-powerful Heav'n what are we O