II. What religion a zeal can impart III. Let each sect still imagine a heav'n Above, which they only shall know; True love is a paradise giv❜n To all who will seek it below. Bal. Why dat ish all very true; but then he is poor, miserably poor. Leah. But very industrious, sir? Bal. And thoughtless and giddy. Bal. Yesh-he's too young for a husband. Leah. Then I'll wait till he's older. Bal. Poh! poh! you're a very silly girl, you will almost put me in a passion presently. I tell you, you must not think of him. There are many of our own tribe that cast upon you the look of love. What damsel that is worth a jew's eye would throw herself away upon a christian. I am going to take a walk upon the beach, to see if the tide has thrown up any thing, and shall be back presently. Marry a beggarly fisherman, and a christian too? I will never give my consent. If I could pardon his religion, I never could forgive his poverty: So remember, I will never give my consent! I will never give my [Exit. consent ! LEAH sola. Why then (when he's old enough) I am afraid I shall marry him without. Not love him because he is a Christian. I must have a better reason than that. When he looks tenderly at me I cannot read christian in his eyes; and if he presses my hand, no jew could do it with more softness; and when he steals a kiss, for he will sometimes be a little impudent, I am sure no one would know him to be a heathen by the touch of his lips. AIR 3d. L Sweet are the stolen hours of love, II. Yet midst the dear delight we sigh, And 'ere we part oft bid adieu. Scene, the Sea Shore. DURAZZO and two Seamen of his Crew. Dur. You are resolved? [Exit. 1st Sailor. An hundred ducats each, you say? 2d Sailor. And the ornaments about her ? person Dur. All, all; she has rings enough on her fingers to furnish a jeweller's shop. 1st Sailor. Well, well, we agree, we agree, noble captain; but how shall we secure her? That young Rosano fights like a devil. 2d Sailor. Why then we'll fight like a couple of devils. Dur. There will be no occasion: he parted from her at the corner of the wood: I saw him mount his horse and ride away. 1st Sailor. Then the bird's ours. But where shall we find her a cage? 2d Sailor. I have it. You know the cave in the rock where we sometimes stow an odd article or two. Dur. Excellent! You shall keep her there, till I can lay my vessel alongside; and when I fire a signal gun, bring her on board immediately. 1st Sailor. The thing's done. Dur. Be resolute my lads, and remember the reward. 2d Sailor. All the trinkets? Dur. All, all! 2d Sailor. Rings and necklace? Dur. Every thing. 1st Sailor. Along, comrade. Dur. Yet hold-should you have an opportunity, you may spread a report that you saw her carried to the castle-away 2d Sailor. We'll give a good account of her. [Exeunt Sailors. DURAZZO solus. Now, scornful beauty, "Twill be my turn to triumph-shame on manhood; I've been a whining captive at her feet, I blush to think how long; but still her lip Has swell'd with scorn, her eye has been averted. If she relent, 'tis well! if not, there is AIR 4th. I. For me her unrelenting heart II. No more a captive at her feet Scene, the Sea Shore. The two Sailors enter with the COUNTESS. 1st Sailor. No struggling, lady! 'tis vain. Coun. Do you mean to murder me? 2d. Sailor. If you make the least noise. Coun. What have I done, or how offended you? 1st Sailor. Peace, I say. No one shall hurt you, The handkerchief, Soto. (To his messmate.) 2d Sailor. You have got it. |