Part 324 (1/2)

LERMA.

Duke Alva is disgraced!

The great seal taken from the Prince Ruy Gomez, And given to the marquis.

CARLOS (lost in deep thought).

And from me Has he concealed all this? And why from me?

LERMA.

As minister all-powerful, the court Looks on him now--as favorite unrivalled!

CARLOS.

He loved me--loved me greatly: I was dear As his own soul is to him. That I know-- Of that I've had a thousand proofs. But should The happiness of millions yield to one?

Must not his country dearer to him prove Than Carlos? One friend only is too few For his capacious heart. And not enough Is Carlos' happiness to engross his love.

He offers me a sacrifice to virtue; And shall I murmur at him? Now 'tis certain I have forever lost him.

[He steps aside and covers his face.

LERMA.

Dearest prince!

How can I serve you?

CARLOS (without looking at him).

Get you to the king; Go and betray me. I have naught to give.

LERMA.

Will you then stay and brave the ill that follows?

CARLOS (leans on a bal.u.s.trade and looks forward with a vacant gaze).

I've lost him now, and I am dest.i.tute!

LERMA (approaching him with sympathizing emotion).

And will you not consult your safety, prince?

CARLOS.

My safety! Generous man!

LERMA: And is there, then, No other person you should tremble for?

CARLOS (starts up).

Heavens! you remind me now. Alas! My mother!

The letter that I gave him--first refused-- Then after, gave him!

[He paces backwards and forwards with agitation, wringing his hands.

Has she then deserved This blow from him? He should have spared her, Lerma.

[In a hasty, determined tone.

But I must see her--warn her of her danger-- I must prepare her, Lerma, dearest Lerma!

Whom shall I send? Have I no friend remaining?