Part 450 (1/2)

ISABELLA (rising suddenly).

'Twas force! 'twas savage spoil!

Ne'er has my child, reckless of honor's ties With vile seducer fled! My sons! Awake!

I thought to give a sister to your arms; I ask a daughter from your swords! Arise!

Avenge this wrong! To arms! Launch every s.h.i.+p!

Scour all our coasts! From sea to sea pursue them!

Oh, bring my daughter! haste!

DON CAESAR.

Farewell--I fly To vengeance!

[He goes away.

[DON MANUEL arouses himself from a state of abstraction, and turns, with an air of agitation, to DIEGO.

DON MANUEL.

Speak! within the convent's walls When first unseen----

DIEGO.

This day at dawn.

DON MANUEL (to ISABELLA).

Her name Thou say'st is Beatrice?

ISABELLA.

No question! Fly!

DON MANUEL.

Yet tell me----

ISABELLA.

Haste! Begone! Why this delay?

Follow thy brother.

DON MANUEL.

I conjure thee--speak----

ISABELLA (dragging him away).

Behold my tears!

DON MANUEL.

Where was she hid? What region Concealed my sister?

ISABELLA.

Scarce from curious eyes In the deep bosom of the earth more safe My child had been!

DIEGO.

Oh! now a sudden horror Starts in my breast.

DON MANUEL.

What gives thee fear?