lon._ Oh!

_Zan._ You cannot bear it.

_Alon._ Go on, I'll have it, though it blast mankind;
I'll have it all, and instantly. Go on.

_Zan._ Don Carlos did return at dead of night--
That night, by chance (ill chance for me) did I
Command the watch that guards the palace gate.
He told me he had letters for the king,
Despatch'd from you.

_Alon._ The villain lied!

_Zan._ My lord,
I pray, forbear--Transported at his sight,
After so long a bondage, and your friend,
(Who could suspect him of an artifice?)
No farther I inquir'd, but let him pass,
False to my trust, at least imprudent in it.
Our watch reliev'd, I went into the garden,
As is my custom, when the night's serene,
And took a moon-light walk: when soon I heard
A rustling in an arbour that was near me.
I saw two lovers in each other's arms,
Embracing and embrac'd. Anon the man
Arose; and, falling back some paces from her,
Gaz'd ardently awhile, then rush'd at once,
And, throwing all himself into her bosom,
There softly sigh'd, "Oh, night of ecstasy!
When shall we meet again?"--Don Carlos then
Led Leonora forth.

_Alon._ Oh, oh, my heart! [_he sinks into a chair._

_Zan._ Groan on, and with the sound refresh my soul!
'Tis through his heart; his knees smite one another:
'Tis through his brain; his eye-balls roll in anguish. [_aside._
My lord, my lord, why will you rack my soul?

_Alon._ Oh, she was all!
My fame, my friendship, and my love of arms,
All stoop'd to her; my blood was her possession.
Deep in the secret foldings of my heart
She liv'd with life, and far the dearer she:
To think on't is the torment of the damn'd,
And not to think on't is impossible.

_Zan._ You said you'd bear it like a man.

_Alon._ I do.
Am I not most distracted?

_Zan._ Pray, be calm.

_Alon._ As hurricanes:--be thou assur'd of that.

_Zan._ Is this the wise Alonzo?

_Alon._ Villain, no:
He died in the arbour--he was murder'd there!--

_Zan._ Alas! he weeps.

_Alon._ Go, dig her grave!

_Zan._ My lord!

_Alon._ But that her blood's too hot, I would carouse it
Around my bridal board!

_Zan._ And I would pledge thee. [_aside._

_Alon._ But I may talk too fast. Pray let me think,
And reason mildly.--Wedded and undone
Before one night descends.--Oh, hasty evil!
What friend to comfort me in my extreme!
Where's Carlos? why is Carlos absent from me?
Does he know what has happen'd?

_Zan._ My lord!

_Alon._ Oh, villain, villain, most acc