"Hast thou forgotten all-all-all, my father? "My bursting heart wants words-o'erwhelmed beneath "The rushing recollection of those days. "Thou wert the first to bid me love Alasco, "And I obeyed too well.-'Twas in thy glass, "Held up, with studied purpose, to my view, "That my young heart beheld him-glowing-bright"Arrayed in every virtue.-The shaft sunk deep"Deep in the very core of my existence; "Then marvel not, if thus drawn rudely forth"The life-blood follow it." WALSINGHAM. Thou breakest my heart! By Heaven! I loved Alasco as my son; And now, to save him, would resign with joy, AMANTHA. Heaven preserve it! It has cost thee dear !-but I reproach thee notThough from thy hand, my father, fell the blow That crushed us to the earth;—" though at the shrine "Where thou hast worshipped with so warm a zeal, "Thou hast offered up thy child, with all her hopes ;— "Her love-her life-her heart-her soul-her husband!" WALSINGHAM. If thou hast mercy, speak not to me thus ! Thy words sink deep into my soul, and seem AMANTHA. Curse thee, my father! Hear, all ye sacred hosts of heaven! my prayer! Disturb his spirit, or molest his peace. WALSINGHAM. My heart's sole bliss !-unmixed with thought of thee, There is nor hope, nor joy, nor peace for Walsingham! "Wilt thou not live to be a comfort to him? AMANTHA. "Heaven knows I wished to be a comfort to thee! "But now all's desolation here-I feel "The hand of Fate-the torpor of Despair"My heart is seared to Nature's thrilling touch, "And shut to all appeal of earth, or heaven.” WALSINGHAM. Think on thy pious mother! think, my child! Weeps o'er thy words, and shudders at their import. AMANTHA (clasping her hands with emotion.) grave. [Exit AMANTHA. WALSINGHAM. Her desperate purpose speaks in every look, How my brain throbs with anguish!-one resource Whose blood has flowed to serve him-he will hear me. [Exit. SCENE III. Another Apartment in the Castle. Enter SWARTSBurg, Malinski, and an Officer. SWARTSBURG, (to the officer.) To-morrow, at first dawn, call forth the guard! And let the Castle bell proclaim around Alasco's execution. MALINSKI. Why not now? By Heav'n, there's danger in an hour's delay! SWARTSBURG "A quicker process would provoke remark, "And look too much like vengeance." MALINSKI. Vengeance!-well! "The Baron's death demands it-what do you fear? "You're now the Governor-you have the power, "And cannot want the will to avenge your friend." SWARTSBURG. "Rather than he should 'scape the death that waits him, "By Hell! I'd seize him in the sanctuary, "And stab him on the altar." Are you secure, their idol as he is, That his mad followers may not rally still, And rescue him?—there's yet a nearer danger ;- SWARTSBURG. That resolves me, He dies to-day-We'll put him past reprieve And should our haste be questioned, call it zeal, And loyal promptitude. [Exit SWARTSburg. MALINSKI, (solus.) I will not trust This wavering fool-'twere well to make all sure, Myself-beside my views upon his wife, Alasco knows too much of me, to live, If I can shove him from the brink he stands on: His pardon were my sentence. [Exit. |