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Mary Stuart
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2017
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SCENE IV
Enter BURGOYN; two women of the chamber follow him, weeping, and in deep mourning.
BURGOYN
Oh, Melvil!
MELVIL
Oh, Burgoyn!
[They embrace silently.
FIRST WOMAN (to the NURSE)
She chose to be
Alone: she wishes, at this awful moment,
For the last time, to commune with her God.
SCENE V
Enter MARGARET CURL, bearing a golden cup of wine;
she places it hastily upon the table, and leans, pale and trembling, against a chair.
MELVIL
How, madam! What has frightened you?
KENNEDY
Oh God!
BURGOYN
Speak, madam!
CURL
What, alas! have I beheld!
MELVIL
Come to yourself, and say what you have seen!
CURL
As I went down the staircase which conducts
To the great hall below, a door stood open;
I looked into the chamber, and I saw —
Oh heaven!
MELVIL
What saw you?
CURL
All the walls were hung
With black; a spacious scaffold, too, o'erspread
With sable cloth, was raised above the floor,
And in the middle of the scaffold stood
A dreadful sable block! upon it lay
A naked, polished axe: – the hall was full
Of cruel people, crowding round the scaffold
Who, with a horrid thirst for human blood,
Seemed waiting for the victim!
THE WOMEN.
Gracious heaven,
Protect our queen!
MELVIL
Be calm; the queen approaches.
SCENE VI
Enter MARY in white and sumptuously arrayed, as for a festival: she wears hanging from her neck, on a row of small beads, an Agnus Dei; a rosary hangs from her girdle; she bears a crucifix in her hand, and a diadem of precious stones binds her hair; her large black veil is thrown back.
On her entrance all present fall back on both sides with the most violent expressions of anguish.
MELVIL falls involuntarily upon his knees.
MARY (with quiet majesty, looking round the whole circle)
Why these complaints? Why weep ye? Ye should rather
Rejoice with me, that now at length the end
Of my long woe approaches; that my shackles
Fall off, my prison opens, and my soul
Delighted mounts on seraph's wings, and seeks
The land of everlasting liberty.
When I was offered up to the oppression
Of my proud enemy, was forced to suffer
Ignoble taunts, and insults most unfitting
A free and sovereign queen, then was the time
To weep for me; but as an earnest friend,
Beneficent and healing death approaches.
All the indignities which I have suffered
On earth are covered by his sable wings.
Enter BURGOYN; two women of the chamber follow him, weeping, and in deep mourning.
BURGOYN
Oh, Melvil!
MELVIL
Oh, Burgoyn!
[They embrace silently.
FIRST WOMAN (to the NURSE)
She chose to be
Alone: she wishes, at this awful moment,
For the last time, to commune with her God.
SCENE V
Enter MARGARET CURL, bearing a golden cup of wine;
she places it hastily upon the table, and leans, pale and trembling, against a chair.
MELVIL
How, madam! What has frightened you?
KENNEDY
Oh God!
BURGOYN
Speak, madam!
CURL
What, alas! have I beheld!
MELVIL
Come to yourself, and say what you have seen!
CURL
As I went down the staircase which conducts
To the great hall below, a door stood open;
I looked into the chamber, and I saw —
Oh heaven!
MELVIL
What saw you?
CURL
All the walls were hung
With black; a spacious scaffold, too, o'erspread
With sable cloth, was raised above the floor,
And in the middle of the scaffold stood
A dreadful sable block! upon it lay
A naked, polished axe: – the hall was full
Of cruel people, crowding round the scaffold
Who, with a horrid thirst for human blood,
Seemed waiting for the victim!
THE WOMEN.
Gracious heaven,
Protect our queen!
MELVIL
Be calm; the queen approaches.
SCENE VI
Enter MARY in white and sumptuously arrayed, as for a festival: she wears hanging from her neck, on a row of small beads, an Agnus Dei; a rosary hangs from her girdle; she bears a crucifix in her hand, and a diadem of precious stones binds her hair; her large black veil is thrown back.
On her entrance all present fall back on both sides with the most violent expressions of anguish.
MELVIL falls involuntarily upon his knees.
MARY (with quiet majesty, looking round the whole circle)
Why these complaints? Why weep ye? Ye should rather
Rejoice with me, that now at length the end
Of my long woe approaches; that my shackles
Fall off, my prison opens, and my soul
Delighted mounts on seraph's wings, and seeks
The land of everlasting liberty.
When I was offered up to the oppression
Of my proud enemy, was forced to suffer
Ignoble taunts, and insults most unfitting
A free and sovereign queen, then was the time
To weep for me; but as an earnest friend,
Beneficent and healing death approaches.
All the indignities which I have suffered
On earth are covered by his sable wings.
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