Double Falsehood
Act V, Scene 1
Another part of the prospect of the mountains.
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Enter Roderick, Leonora veiled, Henriquez, attendants as
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mourners.
Roderick
1 - 5
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Rest certain, lady, nothing shall betide you,
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But fair, and noble usage. Pardon me,
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That hitherto a course of violence
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Has snatch’d you from that seat of contemplation
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To which you gave your afterlife.
Roderick
7 - 15
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Not in the nunnery; never blush, nor tremble;
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Your honor has as fair a guard, as when
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Within a cloister. Know then, what is done,
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(Which, I presume, you understand not truly,)
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Has this use, to preserve the life of one
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Dying for love of you: my brother, and your friend:
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Under which color we desir’d to rest
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Our herse one night within your hallow’d walls,
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Where we surpriz’d you.
Leonora
16 - 20
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Are you that lord Roderick,
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So spoken of for virtue, and fair life,
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And dare you lose these to be advocate
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For such a brother, such a sinful brother,
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Such an unfaithful, treacherous, brutal brother?
Roderick
21
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This is a fearful charge.
Leonora
22 - 26
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If you would have me
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Think, you still bear respect for virtue’s name;
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As you would wish, your daughters, thus distress’d,
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Might find a guard, protect me from Henriquez;
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And I am happy.
Roderick
27 - 28
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Come, sir, make your answer;
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For as I have a soul, I am asham’d on’t.
Henriquez
29 - 39
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O Leonora, see! Thus self-condemn’d,
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I throw me at your feet, and sue for mercy.
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If I have err’d, impute it to my love;
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The tyrant god that bows us to his sway,
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Rebellious to the laws of reas’ning men;
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That will not have his votaries actions scann’d,
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But calls it justice, when we most obey him.
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He but commanded, what your eyes inspir’d;
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Whose sacred beams, darted into my soul,
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Have purg’d the mansion from impure desires,
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And kindled in my heart a vestal’s flame.
Leonora
40 - 45
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Rise, rise, my lord; this well-dissembled passion
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Has gain’d you nothing but a deeper hate.
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Should I imagine, he can truly love me,
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That, like a villain, murders my desires?
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Or should I drink that wine, and think it cordial,
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When I see poison in’t?
Roderick
46 - 56
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Draw this way, lady;
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I am not perfect in your story yet;
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But see you’ve had some wrongs, that want redress.
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Only you must have patience to go with us
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To yon small lodge, which meets the sight from hence,
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Where your distress shall find the due respect:
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’Till when, your griefs shall govern me as much,
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As nearness and affection to my brother.
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Call my attendants yours; and use them freely;
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For as I am a gentleman, no pow’r,
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Above your own will, shall come near your person.
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As they are going out, Violante enters and plucks Roderick
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by the sleeve.
Violante
57
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Your ear a moment—scorn not my tender youth.
Roderick
58 - 59
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Look to the lady there.—I follow straight.
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What ails this boy? Why dost thou single me?
Violante
60 - 62
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The due observance of your noble virtue,
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Vow’d to this mourning virgin, makes me bold
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To give it more employment.
Roderick
63 - 65
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Art not thou
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The surly Shepherd’s boy, that, when I call’d
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To know the way, ran crying by me?
Violante
66 - 67
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Yes, sir.
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And I thank heav’n and you for helping me.
Roderick
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How did I help thee, boy?
Violante
69 - 71
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I do but seem so, sir; and am indeed
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A woman; one your brother once has lov’d;
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Or, heav’n forgive him else, he li’d extremely.
Roderick
72 - 73
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Weep not, good maid; O this licentious brother!
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But how came you a wand’rer on these mountains?
Violante
74 - 78
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That, as we pass, an’t please you, I’ll discover.
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I will assure you, sir, these barren mountains
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Hold many wonders of your brother’s making.
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Here wanders hapless Julio, worthy man!
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Besides himself with wrongs—
Roderick
79
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That once again—
Violante
80 - 81
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Sir, I said, Julio.—Sleep weigh’d down his eyelids,
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Oppress’d with watching, just as you approach’d us.
Roderick
82 - 90
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O brother! We shall sound the depths of falsehood.
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If this be true, no more but guide me to him:
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I hope, a fair end will succeed all yet.
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If it be he, by your leave, gentle brother,
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I’ll see him serv’d first.—Maid, you have o’erjoy’d me.
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Thou shalt have right too: make thy fair appeal
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To the good Duke, and doubt not but thy tears
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Shall be repaid with interest from his justice.
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Lead me to Julio.