The Viceroy A Tragedy |
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The Viceroy | ||
SCENE II.
THE VICEROY,(alone.)
I like not the expression of his features:
No warmth of zeal, no eagerness of friendship
Shines in his downcast eye:—his brow is darkened
With deep distress, and jealous apprehension,
That tempt me still to think, he is my rival:
I must be satisfied: I will remark
His looks more closely in Velora's presence:
My keen observance will detect his eye
In the first flashes of his treacherous love;
And if I see their melting glances meet—
O! the curst image sets my brain on fire.
(He walks disturbed toward the end of the stage,
The Viceroy | ||