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my head !

Valdez. O not to day, not now for the To work a full conviction on the culprit, first time

And he entrusts him wholly to my keepWas Alvar lost to thee

ing.

61 [Turning off, aloud, but yet as to Valdes. 'Tis well, my son! But have himself.

you yet discovered Accurst assassins ! (Where is Teresa ?) what those speeches Disarmed, o'erpowered, despairing of

meantdefence,

Pride, and Hypocrisy, and Guilt, and At his bared breast he seem'd to grasp

Cunning? some relict

Then when the wizard fix'd his eye on More dear than was his life

you, Teresa (with faint shrick). O Heavens ! | And you, I know not why, look'd pale my portrait !

and trembled And he did grasp it in his death pang ! Why-why, what ails you now?

Off, false Demon, Ordonio (confused). Me? what ails me? That beat'st thy black wings close above A pricking of the blood-It might have

happen'd [ORDONIO enters with the keys of At any other time.—Why scan you me?

the dungeon in his hand. Valdez. His speech about the corse, Hush ! who comes here? The wizard

and stabs and murderers,

70 Moor's employer !

Bore reference to the assassinsMoors were his murderers, you say? Saints Ordonio. Dup'd ! dup'd ! dup'd ! shield us

The traitor, Isidore ! From wicked thoughts

[A pause, then wildly. [VALDEZ moves towards the back

I tell thee, my dear father! of the stage to meet ORDONIO, I am most glad of this. and during the concluding Valdez (confused). True-Sorcery lines of TERESA's speech ap- Merits its doom ; and this perchance may pears as eagerly conversing

guide us with him.

To the discovery of the murderers. Is Alvar dead? what then? I have their statures and their several The nuptial rites and funeral shall be one !

faces Here's no abiding-placeforthee, Teresa. -- So present to me, that but once to meet Away! they see me not- Thou seest

them me, Alvar!

52 Would be to recognize. To thee I bend my course.—But first one Ordonio. Yes! yes ! we recognize question,

them. One question to Ordonio.—My limbs I was benumb’d, and staggered up and tremble

down There I may sit unmark’d—a moment Through darkness without light- darkwill restore me.

dark-dark !

80 [Retires out of sight. My flesh crept chill, my limbs felt manOrdonio (as he advances with Valdes).

acled These are the dungeon keys. As had a snake coil'd round them ! Monviedro knew not,

Now 'tis sunshine, That I too had received the wizard's mes- And the blood dances freely through it: sage,

channels ! “He that can bring the dead to life again.' [Turns off abruptly; then to himBut now he is satisfied, I plann'd this

self. scheme

This is my virtuous, grateful Isidore !

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[Then mimicking Isidore’s man- A thousand, nay, ten thousand sentient ner and voice.

beings 'A common trick of gratitude, my lord !' In place of that one man.-Say, I had Old Gratitude ! a dagger would dissect

kill'd him! His own full heart'--'twere good to

[TERESA starts and stops listensee its colour.

ing Valdez. These magic sights! O that Yet who shall tell me, that each one and I ne'er had yielded

all To your entreaties ! Neither had I Of these ten thousand lives is not as yielded,

happy, But that in spite of your own seeming As that one life, which being push'd faith

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aside, I held it for some innocent stratagem, Made room for these unnumbered Which Love had prompted, to remove the Valdez.

O mere madness! doubts

[TERESA moves hastily forwards, Of wild Teresa — by fancies quelling

and places herself directly befancies !

fore ORDONIO. Ordonio (in a slow voice, as reasoning Ordonio (checking the feeling of sur

to himself). Love! Love ! and prize, and forcing his tones into then we hate! and what ? and

an expression of playful courtesy). wherefore?

Teresa ? the Phantom of Hatred and Love! Fancies opposed by

Teresa ? fancies !

Teresa. Alas! the Phantom only, if in What ? if one reptile sting another

truth reptile ?

The substance of her Being, her Life's Where is the crime? The goodly face

life, of nature

Have ta’en its flight through Alvar's Hath one disfeaturing stain the less upon

death-wound

[A pause. it.

WhereAre we not all predestined Transiency, (Even coward Murder grants the dead a And cold Dishonour ? Grant it, that this

grave) hand

O tell me, Valdez !-answer me, OrHad given a morsel to the hungry worms

donio !

120 Somewhat too early- Where's the crime Where lies the corse of my betrothed of this?

husband ? That this must needs bring on the idiotcy Ordonio. There, where Ordonio likeOf moist-eyed Penitence--?tis like a

wise would fain lie ! dream!

In the sleep-compelling earth, in unValdez. Wild talk, my son !

pierc'd darkness! excess of feeling-

For while we LIVE

[Averting himself. | An inward day that never, never sets, Almost I fear it hath unhinged his brain. Glares round the soul, and mocks the Ordonio (now in soliloquy', and now

closing eyelids! addressing his father : and just after the speech has commenced, Over his rocky grave the Fir-grove sighs Teresa reappears and advances A lulling ceaseless dirge! 'Tis well with

! slowly). Say, I had laid a body

HIM. in the sun !

[Strides off in agitation towards Well ! in a month there swarm forth from

the altar, but returns the corse

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Teresa (recoiling with the expression Valdez. Alvar ne'er fought against the appropriate to the passion). The

Moors,-say rather, rock! the fir-grove !

He was their advocate ; but you had TO VALDEZ.

march'd Did'st thou hear him say it? With fire and desolation through their Hush! I will ask him !

villages.Valdez. Urge him not—not now ! Yet he by chance was captured. This we beheld. Nor He nor I know Ordonio.

Unknown, perhaps, more,

131 Captured, yet as the son of Valdez, murThan what the magic imagery re

dered. vealed.

Leave all to me. Nay, whither, gentle The assassin, who pressed foremost of the Lady? three-

Valdez. What seek you now? Ordonio. A tender-hearted, scrupulous, Teresa.

A better, surer light grateful villain,

To guide me Whom I will strangle !

Both Valdez and Ordonio. Whither ? Valdez (looking with anxious disquiet Teresa.

To the only place at his Son, yet attempting to pro- Where life yet dwells for me, and ease of ceed with his description). While

heart. his two companions

These walls seem threatening to fall in Ordonio. Dead! dead already! what

160 care we for the dead?

Detain me not ! a dim power drives me Valdes (to Teresa). Pity him! sooth

hence, him ! disenchant his spirit ! And that will be my guide. These supernatural shews, this strange Valdez.

To find a lover ! disclosure,

Suits that a high-born maiden's modesty ? And this too fond affection, which still O folly and shame! Tempt not my

broods O'er Alvar's Fate, and still burns to Teresa. Hopeless, I fear no human

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being's rage. These, struggling with his hopeless love And am I hastening to the arms--0

Heaven ! Distemper him, and give reality

I haste but to the grave of my beloved ! To the creatures of his fancy.

[Exit, VALDEZ following after her. Ordonio.

Is it so? Ordonio. This, then, is my reward ! Yes! yes ! even like a child, that too

and I must love her ? abruptly

Scorn'd! shudder'd at ! yet love her Roused by a glare of light from deepest

still? yes ! yes !

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By the deep feelings of Revenge and Hate Starts up bewildered and talks idly. I will still love her-woo herwin her [Then mysteriously.

too !

[A pause. Father ! Isidore safe and silent, and the portrait What if the Moors that made my Found on the wizard-he, belike, selfbrother's grave,

poison'd Even now were digging ours' ? What if | To escape the crueller flames- -Му the bolt,

soul shouts triumph ! Though aim'd, I doubt not, at the son The mine is undermined ! Blood ! Blood ! of Valdez,

Blood ! Yet miss'd it's true aim when it fell on They thirst for thy blood ! thy blood, Alvar ?

Ordonio !

[A pause.

rage, Teresa!

avenge it

for you,

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more

The Hunt is up! and in the midnight With puny thwartings and mock opwood

position ! With lights to dazzle and with nets they So beats the death-watch to a sick man's seek

ear. A timid prey : and lo! the tiger's eye

[He goes out of sight, opposite to Glares in the red flame of his hunter's

the patch of moonlight : torch !

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returns after a minute's

elapse, in an extasy of fear. To Isidore I will dispatch a message, A hellish pit! The very same I dreamt And lure him to the cavern! aye, that

of! cavern!

I was just in—and those damn'd fingers He cannot fail to find it. Thither I'll

of ice lure him,

Which clutch'd my hair up ! Ha ! Whence he shall never, never

what's that-it mov’d. return !

[ISIDORE stands staring at another [Looks through the side window.

recess in the cavern. In the A rim of the sun lies yet upon the sea,

mean time ORDONIO enters And now ’tis gone! All shall be done

with a torch, and halloos to to-night.

[Exit.

ISIDORE.
Isidore. I swear that I saw something

moving there !

The moonshine came and went like a ACT IV

flash of lightningSCENE I

I swear, I saw it move.

Ordonio (goes into the recess, then A cavern, dark, except where a gleam of

returns, and with great scorn). moonlight is seen on one side at the

A jutting clay stone further end of it; supposed to be cast

Drops on the long lank weed, that grows

beneath : on it from a crevice in a part of the

And the weed nods and drips. cavern out of sight. ISIDORE alone, an extinguished torch in his hand. Isidore (forcing a laugh faintly). A

jest to laugh at ! Isidore. Faith 'twas a moving letter- It was not that which scar'd me, good

very moving ! ‘His life in danger, no place safe but Ordonio. What scar'd you, then ? this!

Isidore. You see that little rift ? 'Twas his turn now to talk of gratitude.' But first permit me ! And yet—but no ! there can't be such a [Lights his torch at ORDONIO's, villain.

and while lighting it. It can not be !

(A lighted torch in the hand Thanks to that little crevice, Is no unpleasant object here—one's breath Which lets the moonlight in ! I'll go and Floats round the flame, and makes as sit by it.

many colours To peep at a tree, or see a he-goat's

see a he-goat's As the thin clouds that travel near the beard,

moon.) Or hear a cow or two breathe loud in You see that crevice there? their sleep

My torch extinguished by these waterAny thing but this crash of water drops ! drops, These dull abortive sounds that fret the And marking that the moonlight came silence

from thence,

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my lord.

IO

I stept in to it, meaning to sit there ; 30 Low down, and listened till the heavy But scarcely had I measured twenty fragments paces,

Sank with faint crash in that still groanMy body bending forward, yea, o'er

ing well, balanced

Which never thirsty pilgrim blest, which Almost beyond recoil, on the dim brink

never Of a huge chasm I stept. The shadowy A living thing came near—unless, permoonshine

chance, Filling the Void so counterfeited Sub- Some blind - worm battens on the ropy stance,

mould

60 That my foot hung aslant adown the Close at its edge. edge.

Ordonio. Art thou more coward now? Was it my own fear ?

Isidore. Call him, that fears his fellowFear too hath its instincts !

man, a coward ! (And yet such dens as these are wildly I fear not man—but this inhuman cavern, told of,

It were too bad a prison-house for goblins. And there are Beings that live, yet not Beside, (you'll smile, my lord) but true for the eye)

it is, An arm of frost above and from behind | My last night's sleep was very sorely me

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haunted Pluck'd up and snatched me backward. By what had passed between us in the Merciful Heaven !

morning You smile! alas, even smiles look O sleep of horrors ! Now run down and ghastly here!

stared at My lord, I pray you, go yourself and By Forms so hideous that they mock review it.

membranceOrdonio. It must have shot some Now seeing nothing and imagining pleasant feelings through you.

nothing,

70 Isidore. If every atom of a dead man's But only being afraid-stifled with Fear ! flesh

While every goodly or familiar form Should creep, each one with a particular Had a strange power of breathing terror life,

round me ! Yet all as cold as ever—'twas just so ! I saw you in a thousand fearful shapes; Or had it drizzled needle-points of frost And, I entreat your lordship to believe me, Upon a feverish head made suddenly In my last dreambald

Ordonio.

Well? Ordonio (interrupting him). Why, Isidore.

I was in the act Isidore,

Of falling down that chasm, when AlI blush for thy cowardice. It might

hadra have startled,

Wak'd me : she heard my heart beat. I grant you, even a brave man for a Ordonio.

Strange enough! moment

Had you been here before ? But such a panic

Isidore.

Never, my lord ! Isidore. When a boy, my lord ! But mine eyes do not see it now more I could have sate whole hours beside that

clearly,

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Than in my dream I saw—that very Push'd in huge stones and heard them

chasm. strike and rattle

Ordonio (stands lost in thought, then Against its horrid sides : then hung my after a pause). I know not why head

it should be ! yet it is

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