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Mary Stuart
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2017
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Is harbinger of greater happiness.
No! I mistake not; 'tis the active hand
Of love to which I owe this kind indulgence.
I recognize in this the mighty arm
Of Leicester. They will by degrees expand
My prison; will accustom me, through small,
To greater liberty, until at last
I shall behold the face of him whose hand
Will dash my fetters off, and that forever.
KENNEDY
Oh, my dear queen! I cannot reconcile
These contradictions. 'Twas but yesterday
That they announced your death, and all at once,
To-day, you have such liberty. Their chains
Are also loosed, as I have oft been told,
Whom everlasting liberty awaits.
[Hunting horns at a distance.
MARY
Hear'st then the bugle, so blithely resounding?
Hear'st thou its echoes through wood and through plain?
Oh, might I now, on my nimble steed bounding,
Join with the jocund, the frolicsome train.
[Hunting horns again heard.
Again! Oh, this sad and this pleasing remembrance!
These are the sounds which, so sprightly and clear,
Oft, when with music the hounds and the horn
So cheerfully welcomed the break of the morn,
On the heaths of the Highlands delighted my ear.
SCENE II
Enter PAULET.
PAULET
Well, have I acted right at last, my lady?
Do I for once, at least, deserve your thanks?
MARY
How! Do I owe this favor, sir, to you?
PAULET
Why not to me? I visited the court,
And gave the queen your letter.
MARY
Did you give it?
In very truth did you deliver it?
And is this freedom which I now enjoy
The happy consequence?
PAULET (significantly)
Nor that alone;
Prepare yourself to see a greater still.
MARY
A greater still! What do you mean by that?
PAULET
You heard the bugle-horns?
MARY (starting back with foreboding apprehension)
You frighten me.
PAULET
The queen is hunting in the neighborhood —
MARY
What!
PAULET
In a few moments she'll appear before you.
KENNEDY (hastening towards MARY, and about to fall)
How fare you, dearest lady? You grow pale.
PAULET
How? Is't not well? Was it not then your prayer?
'Tis granted now, before it was expected;
You who had ever such a ready speech,
Now summon all your powers of eloquence,
No! I mistake not; 'tis the active hand
Of love to which I owe this kind indulgence.
I recognize in this the mighty arm
Of Leicester. They will by degrees expand
My prison; will accustom me, through small,
To greater liberty, until at last
I shall behold the face of him whose hand
Will dash my fetters off, and that forever.
KENNEDY
Oh, my dear queen! I cannot reconcile
These contradictions. 'Twas but yesterday
That they announced your death, and all at once,
To-day, you have such liberty. Their chains
Are also loosed, as I have oft been told,
Whom everlasting liberty awaits.
[Hunting horns at a distance.
MARY
Hear'st then the bugle, so blithely resounding?
Hear'st thou its echoes through wood and through plain?
Oh, might I now, on my nimble steed bounding,
Join with the jocund, the frolicsome train.
[Hunting horns again heard.
Again! Oh, this sad and this pleasing remembrance!
These are the sounds which, so sprightly and clear,
Oft, when with music the hounds and the horn
So cheerfully welcomed the break of the morn,
On the heaths of the Highlands delighted my ear.
SCENE II
Enter PAULET.
PAULET
Well, have I acted right at last, my lady?
Do I for once, at least, deserve your thanks?
MARY
How! Do I owe this favor, sir, to you?
PAULET
Why not to me? I visited the court,
And gave the queen your letter.
MARY
Did you give it?
In very truth did you deliver it?
And is this freedom which I now enjoy
The happy consequence?
PAULET (significantly)
Nor that alone;
Prepare yourself to see a greater still.
MARY
A greater still! What do you mean by that?
PAULET
You heard the bugle-horns?
MARY (starting back with foreboding apprehension)
You frighten me.
PAULET
The queen is hunting in the neighborhood —
MARY
What!
PAULET
In a few moments she'll appear before you.
KENNEDY (hastening towards MARY, and about to fall)
How fare you, dearest lady? You grow pale.
PAULET
How? Is't not well? Was it not then your prayer?
'Tis granted now, before it was expected;
You who had ever such a ready speech,
Now summon all your powers of eloquence,
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