On my behalf, and take him to thy bosom;
A noble temper shines even through his faults,
And gilds them into virtues.
Vera. Take him hence.
[Ramirez is led off by Sancho and Carlos, and followed by the Guards; Alphonso looking frowningly. The rest stay.
Alph. [Aside.] How I abhor this base inhuman act!
But patience! he's my father.
Vera. Thus all his praises are thy accusations;
And even that very sword,—
Punish me, heaven, if I believe not so!—