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And with an argument new-set a pulse; Then think, my lord, of reas'ning into love.   Car. Must I despair then? do not shake me thus: My temper-beaten heart is cold to death. Ah, turn, and let me warm me in thy beauties. Heav'ns! what a proof I gave, but two nights past, Of matchless love! To fling me at thy feet, I slighted friendship, and I flew from fame; Nor heard the summons of the next day's battle: But darting headlong to thy arms, I left The promis'd fight, I left Alonzo too, To stand the war, and quell a world alone.[trumpets.   Leon. The victor comes. My lord, I must withdraw.[exit.   Enter Don Alonzo.   Car. Alonzo!   Alon. Carlos!—I am whole again; Clasp'd in thy arms, it makes my heart entire.   Car. Whom dare I thus embrace? The conqueror Of Afric.   Alon. Yes, much more—Don Carlos' friend. The conquest of the world would cost me dear, Should it beget one thought of distance in thee. I rise in virtues to come nearer to thee. I conquer with Don Carlos in mine eye, And thus I claim my victory's reward.[embraces him.   Car. A victory indeed! your godlike arm Has made one spot the grave of Africa; Such numbers fell! and the survivors fled As frighted passengers from off the strand, When the tempestuous sea comes roaring on them.   Alon. 'Twas Carlos conquer'd, 'twas his cruel chains Inflam'd me to a rage unknown before, And threw my former actions far behind.   Car. I love fair Leonora. How I love her! Yet still I find (I know not how it is) Another heart, another soul, for thee.   Enter Zanga.   Zan. Manuel, my lord, returning from the port, On business both of moment and of haste, Humbly begs leave to speak in private with you.   Car. In private!—Ha!—Alonzo, I'll return; No business can detain me long from thee.[exit.   Zan. My lord Alonzo, I obey'd your orders.   Alon. Will the fair Leonora pass this way?   Zan. She will, my lord, and soon.   Alon. Come near me, Zanga; For I dare open all my heart to thee. Never was such a day of triumph known!— There's not a wounded captive in my train, That slowly follow'd my proud chariot wheels, With half a life, and beggary, and chains. But is a god to me: I am most wretched.— In his captivity, thou know'st, don Carlos, My friend (and never was a friend more dear) Deputed me his advocate in love, To talk to Leonora's heart, and make A tender party in her thoughts for him. What did I do?—I lov'd myself. Indeed, One thing there is might lessen my offence (If such offence admits of being lessen'd); I thought him dead; for (by what fate I know not) His letters never reach'd me.   Zan. Thanks to Zanga,[aside. Who thence contriv'd that evil which has happen'd.   Alon. Yes, curs'd of heav'n! I lov'd myself, and now, In a late action, rescu'd from the Moors, I have brought home my rival in my friend.   Zan. We hear, my lord, that in that action too, Your interposing arm preserv'd his life.   Alon. It did—with more than the expense of mine: For, oh, this day is mention'd for their nuptials. But see, she comes; I'll take my leave, and die.[retires.   Zan. Hadst thou a thousand lives, thy death would please me. Unhappy fate! my country overcome! My six years' hope of vengeance quite expir'd!— Would nature were—I will not fall alone: But others' groans shall tell the world my death.[exit.   Enter Leonora.   Alon. When nature ends with anguish like to this, Sinners shall take their last leave of the sun, And bid his light adieu.   Leon. The mighty conqueror Dismay'd! I thought you gave the foe your sorrows.   Alon. Oh, cruel insult! are those tears your sport, Which nothing but a love for you could draw? Afric I quell'd, in hope by that to purchase Your leave to sigh unscorn'd; but I