_Albert (with majesty and tenderness)._ Does then this thin disguise impenetrably 235 Hide Albert from thee? Toil and painful wounds, And long imprisonment in unwholesome dungeons, Have marr'd perhaps all trace and lineament Of what I was! But chiefly, chiefly, brother! My anguish for thy guilt. Spotless Maria, 240 I thought thee guilty too! Osorio, brother! Nay, nay, thou _shalt_ embrace me! _Osorio (drawing back and gazing at Albert with a countenance expressive at once of awe and terror)._ Touch me not! Touch not pollution, Albert!--I will die! [_He attempts to fall on his sword. ALBERT and MARIA struggle with him._ _Albert._ We will invent some tale to save your honour. Live, live, Osorio! _Maria._ You may yet be happy. 245 _Osorio (looking at Maria)._ O horror! Not a thousand years in heaven Could recompose this miserable heart, Or make it capable of one brief joy. Live! live!--why yes! 'Twere well to live with you-- For is it fit a villain should be proud? 250 My brother! I will kneel to you, my brother! [_Throws himself at ALBERT'S feet._ Forgive me, Albert!--_Curse_ me with forgiveness! _Albert._ Call back thy soul, my brother! and look round thee. Now is the time for greatness. Think that Heaven---- _Maria._ O mark his eye! he hears not what you say. 255 _Osorio (pointing at vacancy)._ Yes, mark his eye! there's fascination in it. Thou said'st thou didst not know him. That is he! He comes upon me! _Albert (lifting his eye to heaven)._ Heal, O heal him, Heaven! _Osorio._ Nearer and nearer! And I cannot stir! Will no one hear these stifled groans, and wake me? 260 He would have died to save me, and I kill'd him-- A husband and a father! _Maria._ Some secret poison Drinks up his spirit! _Osorio (fiercely recollecting himself)._ Let the eternal Justice Prepare my punishment in the obscure world. I will not bear to live--to live! O agony! 265 And be myself alone, my own sore torment! [_The doors of the dungeon are burst open with a crash. ALHADRA, MAURICE, and the band of_ Morescoes _enter._ _Alhadra (pointing at Osorio)._ Seize first that man! [_The_ Moors _press round._ _Albert (rushing in among them)._ Draw thy sword, Maurice, and defend my brother. [_A scuffle, during which they disarm MAURICE._