y quickly, who commands
This vile blaspheming rout?

_Lor._ I'm loth to tell you;
But both our fathers thrust them headlong on,
And bear down all before them.

_Tor._ Death and hell!
Somewhat must be resolved, and speedily.
How say'st thou, my Lorenzo? dar'st thou be
A friend, and once forget thou art a son,
To help me save the queen?

_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 lo