[Exeunt MONTEZUMA, ODMAR, GUYOMAR, ORBELLAN, ALMERIA, and ALIBECH.
Mont. to Cyd. Your duty in your quick return be shewn.— Stay you, and wait my daughter to the town. [To his guards.
[CYDARIA is going, but turns and looks back upon CORTEZ, who is looking on her all this while.
Cyd. My father's gone, and yet I cannot go; Sure I have something lost or left behind!
[Aside.
Cort. Like travellers who wander in the snow, I on her beauty gaze 'till I am blind.
[Aside.
Cyd. Thick breath, quick pulse, and heaving of my heart,
All signs of some unwonted change appear:
I find myself unwilling to depart,
And yet I know not why I would be here.
Stranger, you raise such torments in my breast,
That when I go, (if I must go again)
I'll tell my father you have robbed my rest,
And to him of your injuries complain.
Cort. Unknown, I swear, those wrongs were which I wrought,
But my complaints will much more just appear,
Who from another world my freedom brought,
And to your conquering eyes have lost it here.
Cyd. Where is that other world, from whence you came?