_King._ Bold encroacher, touch her not: Into my breast her glances thick are shot. Not true!--Stay, let me see--by Heaven, thou art-- [_Looks earnestly on her._ A false vile woman--O my foolish heart! I give thee life: but from this time refrain, And never come into my sight again: Be banished ever. _Queen._ This you must not do, At least till I've convinced you I am true. Grant me but so much time; and, when that's done, If you think fit, for ever I'll be gone. _King._ I've all this while been angry, but in vain: She heats me first, then strokes me tame again. Oh, wert thou true, how happy should I be! Think'st thou that I have joy to part with thee? No, all my kingdom for the bliss I'd give-- Nay, though it were not so--but to believe. Come, for I can't avoid it, cheat me quite! _Queen._ I would not, sir, deceive you if I might. But if you'll take my oaths, by all above, 'Tis you, and only you, that I will love. _King._ Thus as a mariner that sails along, With pleasure hears the enticing siren's song, Unable quite his strong desires to bound, Boldly leaps in, though certain to be drowned,-- Come to my bosom then, make no delay; [_Takes her in his arms._ My rage is hushed, and I have room for joy. _Queen._ Again you'll think that I unjust will prove. _King._ No, thou art all o'er truth, and I all love. Oh that we might for ever thus remain In folded arms, and never part again! _Queen._ Command me anything, and try your power. _King._ Then from this minute ne'er see Carlos more.-- Thou slave, that darest do ill with such a port, For ever here I banish thee my court. Within some cloister lead a private life, That I may love and rule without this strife. Here, Eboli, receive her to thy charge: The treasure's precious, and the trust is large. Whilst I, retiring hence, myself make fit To wait for joys which are too fierce to meet. [_Exit._ _Don Car._ My exile from his presence I can bear With pleasure: but, no more to look on her! Oh, 'tis a dreadful curse I cannot bear. No, madam, all his power shall nothing do: I'll stay and take my banishment from you. Do you command me, see how far I'll fly. _Queen._ Will Carlos be at last my enemy? Consider, this submission I have shown, More to preserve your safety than my own. Ungratefully you needless ways devise, To lose a life which I so dearly prize. _Don Car._ So now her fortune's made, and I am left Alone, a naked wanderer to shift. [_Aside._ Madam, you might have spared the cruelty; [_To the_ QUEEN.