_Alvar._ Thou dost not leave me! But a brief while retire into the darkness: O that my joy could spread its sunshine round thee! _Teresa._ The sound of thy voice shall be my music! Alvar! my Alvar! am I sure I hold thee? Is it no dream? thee in my arms, my Alvar! [_Exit._ [_A noise at the dungeon door. It opens, and ORDONIO enters, with a goblet in his hand._ Remorse. [139] of] on Remorse. [140-1] and stage-direction before 142 om. Remorse. [145] 'Tis but a pool amid a storm of rain Remorse. [148] Stage-direction om. Remorse. [149] lesser must needs] weaker needs must Remorse. [151-2] Inly-tortured man, This is the revelry of a drunken anguish Remorse. [Before 160] [_ORDONIO proffers the goblet._ Remorse. [160] Friendship and wine om. Remorse. [161] legs] limbs Remorse. [164] life and thought] life, enjoyment Remorse. [168] brink] brim Remorse. [169] I would remove it with an anxious pity Remorse. [171-2] Thou hast guessed right; there's poison in the wine. There's poison in't--which of us two shall drink it? Remorse. [Between 174 and 176:] _Alvar._ I know him not. And yet methinks, I have heard the name but lately. Means he the husband of the Moorish woman? Isidore? Isidore? Remorse. [175] om. Remorse. [180] Stage-direction [_ALVAR takes the goblet, and throws it to the ground._ Remorse. _My_] My Remorse. [196] Stage-direction om. Remorse.] [198] babe] babes Remorse. [207] Stage-direction om. Remorse. [223] Stage-direction om. Remorse. [224] Stage-direction om. Remorse. [225-35] om. Remorse. [Between 225 and 235] _Teresa (rushing out and falling on ALVAR'S neck)._ Ordonio! 'tis thy brother! [_ORDONIO runs upon ALVAR with his sword. TERESA flings herself on ORDONIO and arrests his arm._ Stop, madman, stop! Remorse. [235] Stage-direction om. Remorse. [238] trace] trial corr. in MS. III; trait Remorse. [240-41] Spotless . . . guilty too om. Remorse. [242] _shalt_] shalt Remorse. [After 242] stage-direction (_Drawing back and gazing at Alvar_) Remorse. [Between 243 and 245] _Alvar._ We will find means to save your honour. Live, Oh live, Ordonio! for our father's sake! Spare his gray hairs! _Teresa._ And you may yet be happy _Ordonio._ O horror, &c. Remorse. [After 243] _struggle with_] _prevent_ Remorse. [After 251] [_Throws himself, &c._] _Kneeling_ Remorse. [252] _Curse_] Curse Remorse. [253] my brother] Ordonio Remorse. [256] Stage-direction om. Remorse. [258] Stage-direction om. Remorse. [263] Stage-direction om. Remorse. [After 266] [_The doors of the dungeon are broken open, and in rush ALHADRA, and the band of_ Morescoes. _Alh._ Seize first that man!