_Lor._ [_Aside._] Let me consider:-- Bear arms against my father? he begat me;-- That's true; but for whose sake did he beget me? For his own, sure enough: for me he knew not. Oh! but says conscience,--Fly in nature's face?-- But how, if nature fly in my face first? Then nature's the aggressor; let her look to't.-- He gave me life, and he may take it back: No, that's boys' play, say I. 'Tis policy for a son and father to take different sides: For then, lands and tenements commit no treason. [_To_ TOR.] Sir, upon mature consideration, I have found my father to be little better than a rebel, and therefore, I'll do my best to secure him, for your sake; in hope, you may secure him hereafter for my sake. _Tor._ Put on thy utmost speed to head the troops, Which every moment I expect to arrive; Proclaim me, as I am, the lawful king: I need not caution thee for Raymond's life, Though I no more must call him father now. _Lor._ [_Aside._] How! not call him father? I see preferment alters a man strangely; this may serve me for a use of instruction, to cast off my father when I am great. Methought too, he called himself the lawful king; intimating sweetly, that he knows what's what with our sovereign lady:--Well if I rout my father, as I hope in heaven I shall, I am in a fair way to be the prince of the blood.--Farewell, general; I will bring up those that shall try what mettle there is in orange tawny. [_Exit._ _Tor._ [_At the Door._] Haste there; command the guards be all drawn up Before the palace-gate.--By heaven, I'll face This tempest, and deserve the name of king! O Leonora, beauteous in thy crimes, Never were hell and heaven so matched before! Look upward, fair, but as thou look'st on me; Then all the blest will beg, that thou may'st live, And even my father's ghost his death forgive. [_Exit._ SCENE II.--_The Palace-Yard. Drums and Trumpets within._ _Enter_ RAYMOND, ALPHONSO, PEDRO, _and their Party._ _Raym._ Now, valiant citizens, the time is come, To show your courage, and your loyalty. You have a prince of Sancho's royal blood, The darling of the heavens, and joy of earth; When he's produced, as soon he shall, among you, Speak, what will you adventure to reseat him Upon his father's throne? _Omn._ Our lives and fortunes. _Raym._ What then remains to perfect our success; But o'er the tyrant's guards to force our way? _Omn._ Lead on, lead on. [_Drums and Trumpets on the other side._ _Enter_ TORRISMOND _and his Party: As they are going to fight, he speaks._ _Tor._ [_To his._] Hold, hold your arms. _Raym._ [_To his._] Retire. _Alph._ What means this pause? _Ped._ Peace; nature works within them. [ALPH. _and_ PED. _go apart._