Hip. As from some steep and dreadful precipice
The frighted traveller casts down his eyes,
And sees the ocean at so great a distance,
It looks as if the skies were sunk below him;
Yet if some neighbouring shrub (how weak soe’er)
Peeps up, his willing eyes stop gladly there,
And seem to ease themselves, and rest upon it:
So, in my desperate state, each little comfort
Preserves me from despair. Gonsalvo strove not
With greater care to give away his Julia,
Than I have done to part with my Gonsalvo;
Yet neither brought to pass our hateful wish.
Then, we may meet, since different ways we move,
Chasing each other in the maze of love. [Exit.
SCENE III.
Enter Don RODORICK, carried by two Servants.
1 Serv. It was the only way that could be thought on, To get down by the ladder to the boat.
2 Serv. You may thank me for that invention.
Rod. What a noise is here, when the least breath’s As dangerous as a tempest.
2 Serv. If any of those rogues should hear him talk, In what a case were we?
Rod. O, patience! patience!— This ass brays out for silence.
Enter, at the other end, MANUEL, leading JULIA, GONSALVO, HIPPOLITO, and AMIDEO.
Gons. Hark! what noise is that? go softly.
[They meet on the middle of the stage.
Rod. Who’s here? I am betrayed! and nothing grieves me, But I want strength to die with honour.
Jul. Roderick! Is it thy voice, my love?—Speak, and resolve me, Whether thou livest, or I am dead with thee?
Man. Kill him, and force our way.
Rod. Is Manuel there? Hold up my arm, that I may make one thrust At him, before I die.
Gons. Since we must fall, We’ll sell our lives as dearly as we can.
1 Serv. And we’ll defend our master to the last. [Fight.
Enter Pirates, without their Captain.
1 Pirate. What’s the meaning of this uproar?—Quarrelling Amongst yourselves at midnight?
2 Pirate. We are come in a fit time to decide the difference.
Man. Hold, gentlemen! we’re equally
concerned. [To RODORICK’S Servants.
We for our own, you for your master’s safety;
If we join forces, we may then resist them,
If not, both sides are ruined.
1 Serv. We agree.
Gons. Come o’er on our side then. [They join.
1 Pirate. A mischief on our captain’s drowsiness; We’re lost, for want of him! [They fight.
Gons. Dear madam, get behind; while you are safe, We cannot be o’ercome. [To JULIA.
[They drive off the Pirates, and follow them off. RODORICK remains on the ground.