for the grave. [_stabs himself._
Afric, thou art reveng'd.--Oh, Leonora! [_dies._

_Zan._ Good ruffians, give me leave; my blood is yours,
The wheel's prepar'd, and you shall have it all.
Let me but look one moment on the dead,
And pay yourselves with gazing on my pangs.
[_he goes to Alonzo's body._
Is this Alonzo? Where's the haughty mien?
Is that the hand which smote me? Heavens, how pale!
And art thou dead? So is my enmity.
I war not with the dust. The great, the proud,
The conqueror of Afric was my foe.
A lion preys not upon carcases.
This was thy only method to subdue me.
Terror and doubt fall on me: all thy good
Now blazes, all thy guilt is in the grave.
Never had man such funeral applause:
If I lament thee, sure thy worth was great.
Oh, vengeance, I have follow'd thee too far,
And to receive me, hell blows all her fires. [_exeunt._

THE END.

Mr. Hughes, in his criticism on _Othello_, introduces the following
narrative, to which allusion is made in our remarks.--"The short story
I am going to tell is a just warning to those of jealous honour to look
about them, and begin to possess their souls as they ought; for no man
of spirit knows how terrible a creature he is, till he comes to be
provoked.

"Don Alonzo, a Spanish nobleman, had a beautiful and virtuous wife,
with whom he had lived some years in great tranquillity. The gentleman,
however, was not free from the faults usually imputed to his nation; he
was proud, suspicious, and impetuous. He kept a Moor in his house, whom,
on a complaint from his lady, he had punished for a small offence with
the utmost severity. The slave vowed revenge, and communicated his
resolution to one of the lady's women, with whom he had lived in a
criminal way. This creature also hated her mistress, for she feared she
was observed by her; she therefore undertook to make Don Alonzo jealous,
by insinuating that the gardner was often admitted to his lady in private,
and promising to make him an eye witness of it. At a proper time, agreed
on between her and the Morisco, she sent a message to the gardner, that
his lady, having some hasty orders to give him, would have him come that
moment to her in her chamber. In the mean time she had placed Alonzo
privately in an outer room, that he might observe who passed that way.
It was not long before he saw the gardner appear. Alonzo had not patience,
but following him into the apa