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BEWARE! The Israelite of old, who tore
The lion in his path-when, poor and blind,
Shorn of his noble strength, and forced to grind
Upon the pillars of the temple laid
His desperate hands, and in its overthrow
A cruel mockery of his sightless woe;
There is a poor, blind Sampson in this land,
And shake the pillars of this Commonweal,
THE SPANISH STUDENT.
A PLAY IN THREE ACTS.
What's done we partly may compute,
[The subject of the following Play is taken in part from the beautiful tale of Cervantes, La Gitanilla. To this source, however, I am indebted for the main incident only, the love of a Spanish student for a Gipsy girl, and the name of the heroine, Preciosa. I have not followed the story in any of its details.
In Spain this subject has been twice handled dramatically; first by Juan Perez de Montalvan, in La Gitanilla, and afterwards by Antonio de Solis y Rivadeneira, in La Gitanilla de Madrid.
The same subject has also been made use of by Thomas Middleton, an English gentleman of the seventeenth century. His play is called The Spanish Gipsy. The main plot is the same as in the Spanish pieces; but there runs through it a tragic underplot of the loves of Rodrigo and Dona Clara, which is taken from another tale of Cervantes, La Fuerza de la Sangre.
The reader who is acquainted with La Gitanilla of Cervantes, and the plays of Montalvan, Solis, and Middleton, will perceive that my treatment of the subject differs entirely from theirs.]
Students of Alcalá.
Gentlemen of Maulrid.
Count of the Gipsies. BARTOLOME ROMAN,
A young Gipsy.
Lara's Servant. CAISPA,
Victorian's Servant. BALTASAR,
A Gipsy Girl. ANGELICA,
A poor girl MARTINA,
The Padre Cura's niece. DOLORES,
THE SPANISH STUDENT.
SCENE I.-The COUNT OF LARA's chambers. Night. The
Count in his dressing-gown, smoking, and conversing with
LARA.—You were not at the play to-night, Don
Pray who was there?
Why, all the town and court.
And Dona Serafina, and her cousins.
It was a dull affair ;
An old hidalgo, and a gay Don Juan,
Who looks intently where he knows she is not! DON CARLOS.-Of course the Preciosa danced to
night? LARA.—And never better. Every footstep fell
As lightly as a sunbeam on the water.
I think the girl extremely beautiful. DON CARLOS. Almost beyond the privilege of
As beauteous as a saint's in Paradise.
And be no more a saint?
Why do you ask ? LARA.—Because I have heard it said this angel fe'l,
And, though she is a virgin outwardly,
On the outside, and on the inside Venus !
her wrong! She is as virtuous as she is fair. LARA.-How credulous you are! Why, look yoll,
A model for her virtue?
And therefore won