I fear! whom? What? LASKA GLYCINE. Were I in Laska's place. LASKA. You dare own all this? Your lady will not warrant promise-breach. I know, what I should fear, Mine, pamper'd Miss! you shall be; and I'll make LASKA. What? GLYCINE. Ha! Bethlen coming this way! [GLYCINE then cries out as if afraid of being beaten. Oh, save me! save me! Pray don't kill me, Laska! Enter BETHLEN in a Hunting Dress. What, beat a woman! BETHLEN. LASKA (lo GLYCINE). O you cockatrice! BETHLEN. [Going. Unmanly dastard, hold! Stop! stop! one question only GLYCINE. Ay, as the old song says, Calm as a tiger, valiant as a dove. LASKA (pompously). Do you chance to know Who-I-am, Sir?-(S'death how black he looks!) BETHLEN. I have started many strange beasts in my time, But none less like a man, than this before me Nay now, I have marr'd the verse: well! this one That lifts his hand against a timid female. Why press'd you forward? Why did you defend him? Yes, I do, Bethlen; for he just now brought Oh! that's a different thing. To be sure he's brave, and handsome, and so pious To his good old father. But for loving himNay, there, indeed you are mistaken, Laska! Poor youth! I rather think I grieve for him; For I sigh so deeply when I think of him! And if I see him, the tears come in my eyes, And my heart beats; and all because I dreamt That the war-wolf* had gored him as he hunted In the haunted forest! For the best account of the War-wolf or Lycanthropus, see Drayton's Moon-calf, Chalmers' English Poets, vol. iv. p. 13 e. To roam there in my childhood oft alone, GLYCINE. · Madam, that wood is haunted by the war-wolves, Vampires, and monstrous SAROLTA (with a smile). Moon-calves, credulous girl After that last great battle (O young man! In the hollow of an old oak, as in a nest, The robe, that wrapt thee, was a widow's mantle. BETHLEN. An infant's weakness doth relax my frame. O say-I fear to ask Hid in a brake hard by, That strain'd towards the babe. At length one arm And, kneeling, spake: If aught of this world's comfort Can reach thy heart, receive a poor man's troth, A loud voice, but it died upon her lips In a faint whisper, “Fly! Save him! Hide-hide all!" BETHLEN. And did he leave her? What! Had I a mother? GLYCINE. Alas! thou art bewilder'd, And dost forget thou wert a helpless infant! BETHLEN. What else can I remember, but a mother Mangled and left to perish? SAROLTA. Hush, Glycine! It is the ground-swell of a teeming instinct: Let it but lift itself to air and sunshine, And it will find a mirror in the waters, It now makes boil above it. Check him not! BETHLEN. O that I were diffused among the waters Emerick! GLYCINE (to silence him). Bethlen! BETHLEN. Hist! I'll curse him in a whisper! This gracious lady must hear blessings only. She hath not yet the glory round her head, Nor those strong eagle wings, which made swift way To that appointed place, which I must seek: Or else she were my mother! SAROLTA. Noble youth! From me fear nothing! Long time have I owed Offerings of expiation for misdeeds Long pass'd that weigh me down, though innocent! Thy foster-father hid the secret from thee, For he perceived thy thoughts as they expanded, Proud, restless, and ill-sorting with thy state! Vain was his care! Thou 'st made thyself suspected E'en where Suspicion reigns, and asks no proof But its own fears! Great Nature hath endow'd thee With her best gifts! From me thou shalt receive All honorable aidance! But haste hence! Travel will ripen thee, and enterprise Beseems thy years! Be thou henceforth my soldier! That in each noble deed, achieved or suffer'd, Guide thee to that thou seekest! And then, perchance, I might have power to unbosom A mother's ear, lisping a mother's name! blood Nay, that's too late, man. LASKA. Laska, my liege Sovereign. EMERICK. Well, my liege subject Laska! And you are LASKA. And your majesty's creature. EMERICK. Two gentle dames made off at our approach. LASKA. My liege lord, the taller. The other, please your grace, is her poor handmaid, Long since betrothed to me. But the maid's froward Yet would your grace but speak EMERICK. Hum, master steward! [TO LASKA, then to RUDOLPH. LORD RUDOLPH (aside). Now onward all. EMERICK. [Exeunt attendants. EMERICK (solus). A fair one, by my faith! Her tender health, her vow of strict retirement, Well! if the mountain move not to the prophet, The crocodile's eye, that peer'd up from the bottom (Erit. ACT II. A savage wood. At one side a cavern, overhung with ivy. ZAPOLYA and RAAB KIUPRILI discovered: both, but especially the latter, in rude and savage garments. RAAB KIUPRILI. Heard you then aught while I was slumbering? ZAPOLYA. Nothing, Only your face became convulsed. We miserable! Is Heaven's last mercy fled? Is sleep grown treacherous? RAAB KIUPRILI. O for a sleep, for sleep itself to rest in! I dreamt I had met with food beneath a tree, At length I freed myself, had sight of you, I found my frame encumber'd: a huge serpent ZAPOLYA. Alas! 't was lack of food. for hunger chokes! RAAB KIUPRILI. And think thou see'st thy sainted lord commission'd ZAPOLYA. Cannot! Oh, what if thou wert taken from me? Has made our deeds inhuman as our vestments. [GLYCINE is heard singing without. RAAB KIUPRILI. throat. Hark! heard you not A distant chant! Gnawn itself blunt. O, I could queen it well O'er my own sorrows as my rightful subjects. Did my importunate prayers, my hopes and fancies, It is a maiden's voice! quick to the cave! Force thee from thy secure though sad retreat? ZAPOLYA. Would that my tongue had then cloven to my mouth! Hark! her voice falters! |