Priam from fortune's lofty summit fell;
Great Alexander 'midst his conquests mourn'd;
Heroes and demigods have known their sorrows;
Cæsars have wept; and I have had my blow.
But 'tis reveng'd, and now my work is done.
Yet ere I fall, be it one part of vengeance,
To make even thee confess that I am just.
Thou seest a prince, whose father thou hast slain,
Whose native country thou hast laid in blood,
Whose sacred person,-Oh!-thou hast profan'd,
Whose reign extinguish'd: What was left to me,
So highly born? No kingdom but revenge ;
No treasure, but thy tortures and thy groans.
If cold white mortals censure this great deed,
Warn them, they judge not of superior beings,
Souls made of fire, and children of the sun,
With whom Revenge is Virtue. Fare thee well!
Now, fully satisfied, I should take leave.

But one thing grieves me; since thy death is near,
I leave thee my example how to die.

[As he is going to stab himself, Alonso rushes on him,
and wrests his dagger from him :—at this moment,—

Enter ALVAREZ, with ALONSO's eight Attendants, R. The
Attendants seize ZANGA. ALONSO puts ZANGA's dagger in
his bosom.

Alon. (c.) No, monster,-thou shalt not escape by death.

My father,

Alv. O Alonso!-Isabella,

Touch'd with remorse to see her mistress' pangs,
Told all the dreadful tale.

Alon. What groan was that?

Zan. As I have been a vulture to thy heart, So will I be a raven to thine ear,

MANUEL enters, and whispers ALVAREZ.

And true as ever snuff'd the scent of blood,
As ever flapt its heavy wing against

The window of the sick, and croak'd despair :
Thy wife is dead.

Alv. The dreadful news is true.

Alon. Prepare the rack invent new torments for

him.

:

Zan. (L. c.) This too is well: Thy fix'd and noble

mind

Turns all occurrence to its own advantage,

And I'll make vengeance of calamity.

Were I not thus reduc'd, thou would'st not know

That, thus reduced, I dare defy thee still.

Torture thou may'st, but thou shalt ne'er despise me.
The blood will follow where the knife is driven,
The flesh will quiver where the pincers tear,
And sighs and cries by nature grow on pain :
But these are foreign to the soul: not mine
The groans that issue, nor the tears that fall:
They disobey me: On the rack I scorn thee,
As when my falchion clove thy helm in battle.
Alv. Peace, villain!

Zan. While I live, old man, I'll speak:

And, well I know, thou dar'st not kill me yet:
For that would rob thy bloodhounds of their prey.
Alon. Who call'd Alonso?

Again? 'Tis Carlos' voice, and I obey.

O, how I laugh at all that this can do!

[Stabs himself.

The wounds that pain'd, the wounds that murder'd me,
Were given before; I am already dead,
This only marks my body for the grave.

Afric, thou art reveng'd.-O 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.

[Attendants loose Zanga: he goes to Alonso's body.

Is this Alonso? Where's his haughty mien?

[Stoops, and takes his hand. 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.
O vengeance, I have follow'd thee too far,
And, to receive me,
hell blows all her fires.

[Rises.

[Zanga rushes out, followed by four of the Attendants, L.

F

Alv. Dreadful effect of jealousy! a rage
In which the wise with caution will engage,
Reluctant long, and tardy to believe,

Where sway'd by nature we ourselves deceive,-
Where our own folly joins the villain's art,
And each man finds a Zanga in his heart.

THE END.

DISPOSITION OF THE CHARACTERS AT THE FALL OF THE CURTAIN.

Don Alvarez, Attendants, Don Manuel,

ATTENDANTS,

R.]

ATTENDANTS.

[L.

Flora. Well, you are the prettiest Jack in a box I ever saw.

Act II. Scene I.