Seb. Why so remote a question, which thyself
Can answer to thyself? for thou wert with him,
His favourite, as I oft have heard thee boast,
And nearest to his soul.

Alv. Too near, indeed; forgive me, gracious heaven,
That ever I should boast I was so near,
The confident of all his young amours!—­
And have not you, unhappy beauty, heard, [To ALM.
Have you not often heard, your exiled parents
Were refuged in that court, and at that time?

Alm. ’Tis true; and often since my mother owned,
How kind that prince was to espouse her cause;
She counselled, nay enjoined me on her blessing,
To seek the sanctuary of your court;
Which gave me first encouragement to come,
And, with my brother, beg Sebastian’s aid.

Seb. Thou helpst me well to justify my war:  [To ALM.] My dying father swore me, then a boy, And made me kiss the cross upon his sword, Never to sheath it, till that exiled queen Were by my arms restored.

Alm. And can you find
No mystery couched in this excess of kindness? 
Were kings e’er known, in this degenerate age,
So passionately fond of noble acts,
Where interest shared not more than half with honour?

Seb. Base grovelling soul, who know’st not honour’s worth,
But weigh’st it out in mercenary scales! 
The secret pleasure of a generous act
Is the great mind’s great bribe.

Alv. Show me that king, and I’ll believe the Phoenix. 
But knock at your own breast, and ask your soul,
If those fair fatal eyes edged not your sword
More than your father’s charge, and all your vows? 
If so,—­and so your silence grants it is,—­
Know king, your father had, like you, a soul,
And love is your inheritance from him. 
Almeyda’s mother, too, had eyes, like her,
And not less charming; and were charmed no less
Than yours are now with her, and hers with you.

Alm. Thou liest, impostor! perjured fiend, thou liest!

Seb. Was’t not enough to brand my father’s fame,
But thou must load a lady’s memory? 
O infamous!  O base, beyond repair! 
And to what end this ill-concerted lie,
Which palpable and gross, yet granted true,
It bars not my inviolable vows?

Alv. Take heed, and double not your father’s crimes;
To his adultery do not add your incest. 
Know, she’s the product of unlawful love,
And ’tis your carnal sister you would wed.

Seb. Thou shalt not say thou wer’t condemned unheard; Else, by my soul, this moment were thy last.

Alm. But think not oaths shall justify thy charge,
Nor imprecations on thy cursed head;
For who dares lie to heaven, thinks heaven a jest. 
Thou hast confessed thyself the conscious pandar
Of that pretended passion;
A single witness infamously known,
Against two persons of unquestioned fame.