Alon. Is Carlos murder'd?

Zan. I obey'd your order.

Alon. Oh, Zanga! Zanga!

Zan. I told her, from your childhood you was wont,

Alon. I'll tell thee.

[exit.

Zan. Why, get thee gone! horror and night go with thee.

[exit.

SCENE II. THE BOWER.

THE BOWER.

Enter Alonzo.—Leonora sleeping.

Alon. Ye amaranths! ye roses, like the morn!

[advances.

[going, he starts back.

Leon. My lord, your stay was long; and yonder lull

Alon. Ye pow'rs! with what an eye she mends the day!

[aside.

Leon. What says my lord?

Alon. Why, this Alonzo says:

Leon. Alas, my lord! why talk you of the grave?

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