Ter. Traitress! (then aside.) What sudden spell o'ermasters me? Why seeks he me, shunning the Moorish woman? Whom I was wont to call not mine, but me: Ter. From morn to night I am myself a dreamer, Alv. That woods, and sky, and mountains, seemed one havoc. The second flash of lightning showed a tree Kneeling I prayed to the great Spirit that made me, As the gored lion's bite! Ter. A fearful curse! Alh. But dream'd you not that you returned and killed them? Dream'd you of no revenge? Alv. She would have died, Died in her guilt-perchance by her own hands! I might have met the evil glance of frenzy, I prayed for the punishment that cleanses hearts: Alh. And you dream'd all this? Ter. My soul is full of visions all as wild! Alh. There is no room in this heart for puling love tales. Ter. (lifts up her veil, and advances to Alvar.) Stranger, farewell! I guess not who you are, Nor why you so addressed your tale to me. Which still escaped my efforts, or presented [Exeunt Teresa and Alhadra. Alv. (alone.) "Tis strange! It cannot be! my Lord Ordonio! Her Lord Ordonio! Nay, I will not do it! I cursed him once-and one curse is enough! Here, where we plighted vows? where her cold cheek Received my last kiss, when with suppressed feelings She had fainted in my arms? It cannot be ! "Tis not in nature! I will die believing, That I shall meet her where no evil is, No treachery, no cup dashed from the lips. I'll haunt this scene no more! live she in peace! Her husband-aye her husband! May this angel New mould his canker'd heart! Assist me, heaven, That I may pray for my poor guilty brother! [Exit. ACT II. SCENE I-A wild and mountainous Country. Ordonio and Isidore are discovered, supposed at a little distance from Isidore's house. Ord. Here we may stop: your house distinct in view, Yet we secured from listeners. Isid. Now indeed My house! and it looks cheerful as the clusters When for my follies I was made to wander, With mouths to feed, and not a morsel for them: Had been my bed and pillow. Ord. Why this to me! Good Isidore! It is enough, you know it. Isid. A common trick of gratitude, my lord, Seeking to ease her own full heart 4 Ord. A debt repaid ceases to be a debt. Enough! You have it in your power to serve me greatly. Isid. And how, my lord? I pray you to name the thing. I would climb up an ice-glazed precipice To pluck a weed you fancied! Ord. Why-that-lady Isid. "Tis now three years, my lord, since last I saw you: Have you a son, my lord? Ord. O miserable-[aside. Isidore! you are a man, and know mankind. I told you what I wished-now for the truth- Isid. You jest, my lord? Ord. And till his death is proved she will not wed me. Isid. You sport with me, my lord? Ord. Come, come! this foolery Lives only in thy looks, thy heart disowns it! Isid. I can bear this, and any thing more grievous |