Don Car. Can then a crown and majesty dispense
Upon your heart such mighty influence,
That I must be for ever banished thence?
Had I been raised to all the heights of power,
In triumph crowned the world's great emperor,
Of all its riches, all its state possessed,
Yet you should still have governed in my breast.
Queen. In vain on her you obligations lay,
Who wants not will, but power to repay.
Hen. Yet had you Henrietta's heart, you would
At least strive to afford him all you could. [Aside.
Don Car. Oh! say not you want power; you may with one
Kind look pay doubly all I've undergone.
And knew you but the innocence I bear,
How pure, how spotless all my wishes are,
You would not scruple to supply my want,
When all I ask you may so safely grant.
Queen. I know not what to grant; too well I find
That still at least I cannot be unkind.
Don Car. Afford me then that little which I crave.
Queen. You shall not want what I may let you have.
[Gives her hand, sighing.
Don Car. Like one
That sees a heap of gems before him cast,
Thence to choose any that may please him best;
From the rich treasure whilst I choice should make,
Dazzled with all, I know not where to take.
I would be rich—
Queen. Nay, you too far encroach;
I fear I have already given too much. [Turns from him.