, and tears with tears.

_Dor._ Last, for myself, if I have well fulfilled
My sad commission, let me beg the boon,
To share the sorrows of your last recess,
And mourn the common losses of our loves.

_Alv._ And what becomes of me? must I be left,
As age and time had worn me out of use?
These sinews are not yet so much unstrung,
To fail me when my master should be served;
And when they are, then will I steal to death,
Silent and unobserved, to save his tears.

_Seb._ I've heard you both;--Alvarez, have thy wish;--
But thine, Alonzo, thine is too unjust.
I charge thee with my last commands, return,
And bless thy Violante with thy vows.--
Antonio, be thou happy too in thine.
Last, let me swear you all to secrecy;
And, to conceal my shame, conceal my life.

_Dor. Ant. Mor._ We swear to keep it secret.

_Alm._ Now I would speak the last farewell, I cannot.
It would be still farewell a thousand times;
And, multiplied in echoes, still farewell.
I will not speak, but think a thousand thousand.
And be thou silent too, my last Sebastian;
So let us part in the dumb pomp of grief.
My heart's too great, or I would die this moment;
But death, I thank him, in an hour, has made
A mighty journey, and I haste to meet him.
[_She staggers, and her Women hold her up._

_Seb._ Help to support this feeble drooping flower.
This tender sweet, so shaken by the storm;
For these fond arms must thus be stretched in vain,
And never, never must embrace her more.
'Tis past:--my soul goes in that word--farewell.
[ALVAREZ _goes with_ SEBASTIAN _to one end
of the Stage; Women, with_ ALMEYDA, _to
the other:_ DORAX _coming up to_ ANTONIO
_and_ MORAYMA, _who stand on the middle
of the Stage._

_Dor._ Haste to attend Almeyda:--For your sake
Your father is forgiven; but to Antonio
He forfeits half his wealth. Be happy both;
And let Sebastian and Almeyda's fate
This dreadful sentence to the world relate,--
That unrepented crimes, of parents dead,
Are justly punished on their children's head.

Footnotes:
1. This whimsical account of the Slave-market is probably taken from
the following passage in the "Captivity and escape of Adam Elliot,
M.A."--"By sun-rising next morning, we were all of us, who came
last to Sallee, driven to market, where, the Moors sitting