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Make me a grave, all while the wind's blowing.
Sir E. No: for, first, Close to the stream, where my tears once were flow- (Habit so long had fixed my confidenco) ing,
I deemed it boyish curiosity; And over my corse keep the green willow growing- But told him this would meet my further ques. 'Tis all for my true love, &c.
Andat that moment, came a servant in,
Fit. Is that servant here?
Gregory. (Coming down) "Twas I, sir. chairs, &c.
Sir E. Was it you? Well, saw you ought
To challenge your attention? FITZIARDING, WILFORD, and various domestics
Gre. Sir, I did. behind, discovered.
Wilford was pale and trembling; and our master Fit. Is not Sir Edward coming? Oh, here he Gave him a look, as if 'twould pierce him
And cried, “Remember!" Then he trembled Enter SIR EDWARD MORTIMER.
And we both quitted him. Now, brother ; you look pale,
Sir E. (To Fitzharding.) When first we met, And faint with sickness. Here's a chair.
You found me somewhat rufied. (Sits.)
Fit. "Tis most true. Sir E. No matter; to our business, brother.- Sir E. But somewhat more, when, afterwards, I Wilford,
Baw You may well guess the struggle I endure
Wilford conversing with you; like a snake, To place you here the mark of accusation.
Sunned by your looks, and basking in your favour. I gave you ample warning; cautioned you,
I bade him quit the room with indignation, When many might have scourged; and even And wait my coming in the library. now,
Fit. I witnessed that, with wonder. While I stand here to crush you, - ay, to crush Sir E. Oh, good brother! you,
You little thought, while you so gently schooled My heart bleeds drops of pity for your youth, Whose rashness plucks the red destruction For my harsh bearing tow'rd him, on what ground down,
That harshness rested. I had made my search And pulls the bolt upon you.
In the brief interval of absence from you, Wil. You know best
And found my property had yanished. The movements of your heart, sir. Man is Fit. Well, blind,
You met him in the library?
Sir E. (Rising.) Oh, never
Wil. Ay, speak to that: it was a solemn interOmniscience keeps Heaven's register;
view! And, soon or late, when time unfolds the book, Sir E. Observe, he does acknowledge that we Our trembling souls must answer to the record,
met. And meet their due reward or punishment.
Guilt was my theme : he cannot now deny it. Fit. Now to the point, I pray you.
Wil. It was a theme of—(Checking himself.) No! Sir E. Thus it is, then.
Sir E. He pleaded innocence; I do suspect~By Heaven! the story lingers, While every word he spake belied his features, Like poison, on my tongue; but he will force it. And mocked his protestation. Fit. What is it you suspect?
Fit. What said you to him? Sir E. That he has-robbed me!
Sir E. "Regulate your life Wil. Robbed!-Oh, horrible!
In future better. I now spare your youth, Fil. Pray tell me, brother,
But dare not to proceed. "All I exact, How ground you this suspicion ?
('Tis a coft penance) that you tarry here. Sir E. Briefly, thus:
Attempt not flight: You may have noticed in my library
Flight ripens all my doubt to certainty, A chest-(Wilford starts.) You seo ho changes at And justice to the world unlocks my tongue." the word.
He fled, and I arraign him. Wil. (Aside.) And well I may!
Fit. (Rising, and coming dovn.) Trust me, brother, Sir E. Where I have told you, brother,
This charge is staggering: yet accidents The writings which concern our family,
Sometimes combine to cast a shade of doubt With jewels, cash, and other articles
Upon the innocent. May it be so here; Of no mean value, were deposited.
Here is his trunk; 'twas brought he at my order. Fit. You oftentimes have said so.
'Tis fit it be inspected. Sir E. Yesterday,
Wil. Take the key: Chance called me suddenly away. I loft
E'en take it freely. You'll find little there The key in't; but as suddenly returnod,
I value, save a locket, which my mother
Gave me upon her death-bed! and she added
Is grieving for my injuries.
Fit. (Crossing, and unlocking the box.) How now? And gave me back the key.
What's here? Fil. Did you not search
The very watch Sir Edward's father wore, Your papers on the instant ?
And here our mother's jewels!
Wil. I am innocen..
Sir E. (Starting up.) What! Just heaven hear me I am innocent!
Fit, Marks of blood upon it! (Sir Edward Mortimer sits.)
Sir E. Touch it not! throw it back! bury it;
sink it! Fit. Make it appear so. (Pointing to the trunk.) Oh, carelessness and baste! Giro me that paper! But look there! look there!
Darkness and hell!-Give back the paper!
(Sir Edward rushes down, and attempts to Wil. 'Tis no matter, sir;
snatch it-Wilford runs between the inn But I could swear
brothers, falls on his knees, and prevents Sir E. (Rising.) Nay, Wilford, pause awhile :
him, clinging to Fitzharding. Reflect that oaths are sacred. Weigh the force Of these asseverations-mark it well:
Wil. (Rapidly.) No! “I swear, by all the ties that bind a man,
I see-İ see! Preserve it: you are judge.
Foil me at my own game! Fate ! (Laughing Fit. Wilford, if there be aught that you can urge
hysterically.) Ha! ha! ha! To clear yourself, advance it.
Sport, Lucifer! He struck me-
(Mortimer is fainting and falling-Wilford Do as you please. I have no friend - no witness,
runs and catches him. Save my accuser. Did he not-pray, ask him Did he not menace, in his pride of power,
Wil. I'll support him. To blast my name, and crush my innocence ?
Read! read! read! Fit. What do you answer, sir?
Fit. What is this? My mind misgives me: Sir E. I answer, no.
It is my brother's hand. (Realing.) “ To be des More were superfluous, when a criminal
stroyed before my death. Opposes empty volubility
Narrative of my murder of—" Oh, great heaven! To circumstantial charge. Astedfast brow (Reading.) "If, ere I die, my guilt should be dis losed, Repels not fact, nor cau invalidate
May this contribute to redeem the wreck These dumb, (Pointing to the trunk.) but damning of my lost honour !" I am horror-struck! witnesses before him.
Wil. Plain-plain! Stay! he revives. Wil. By the just power that rules us, I am ig- Sir E. What has been -Soft! norant
I have been wandering with the damned, sura! How they came there! - But 'tis my firm belief,
Brother! You placed them there to sink me.
And-ay, 'tis Wilford! Oh! thought flashes on me Fit. Oh, too much!
Like lightping! -I am brain-scorched!-Give me You steel men's hearts against you. (To the Ser
leave; vants.) Call the officers :
I will speak-soon I will- a little yet!He shall meet punishment.
Come bither, boy,-wronged boy! Oh, Wilford!
Wilford! (The Servants are going.)
(Bursts into tears, and falls on Wilford's neck. Sir E. Hold! (Seating himself.) Pray you, hold. Wil. Be firm, sir-pray, be tirm! My heart bleeds Justice has thus far struggled with my pity, To do an act of duty to the world.
Warms for you! Oh! all your former charity I would unmask a hypocrite,-lay bare
To your poor boy is in my mind ;-still, still
I will be firm: one struggle, and 'tis over.
Yes, and that paper,--Heaven and accident
(To Wilford.) | Ordained it so, -were placed—curse on my flesli, Sir E. I will not have it thus.
To tremble thus!-were placed there by my hand. Fit. You must-you shall !
Fit, Oh, mercy on me! Does not this rouse you, too? Look on these Sir E. More. I feared this boy; jewels;
He knew my secret, and I blackened him, Look at this picture,—'twas our mother's. Stay. That, should he e'er divulge the fatal story, Let me inspect this nearer. (E.camining the trunk.) His word might meet no credit. Infamy What are here?
Will brand my memory for't; Posterity, Parchments!
Whose breath I made my god, will keep my shame Sir E. Oh, look no further. They are deeds, Green in her damping record. Oh, I had, Which, in his haste, no doubt, he crowded there, I had a heart o'erflowing with good thoughts Not knowing what, to look o'er at his leisure. For all mankind: one fatal---fatal turn Family deeds: they all were in my chest.
Has poisoned all! Where is my honour now? Wil. (Aside.) Oh, 'tis deep laid! These, too, to To die, ---to have my ashes trampled on give a colour!
By the proud foot of scorn! ---Polluted!--Hell! Fit. What have we here? Here is a paper
Who dares to mock my guilt?---Is't you? or you? Of curious enfolding; slipt, as 'twere,
Wrack me that grinning fiend!--Damnation! By chance within another. This may be
Who spits upon my grave ?->I'll stab again! of note upon his trial. What's this drops ?
I'll-Oh! A knife, it seems,
Fit. This rives my heart in twain! Why, brother | | Fit. Soft-who comes here?
brother! His looks are ghastly.
Hel. Where is he?-Ill, and on the groand!Enter GREGORY.
Oh ! Mortimer! Gre. Sir, the others
Oh, Heaven !--My Mortimer!-Ob, raise himFit. Away, knave!--Send them hence--the boy
Speak to me, love. He cannot!
(Erit Gregory. [He struggles to speak, but, unable to utter, he Wil. (Crossing to Sir Edward.) 'Twere best to
falls and dies-Helen kneels over him as the raise him, sir.
curtain slowly d scends.
A TRAGEDY, IN FIVE ACTS.-BY GEORGE LILLO.
affected when the safety of his country is con.
cerned. Sir, may I know by what means--if I am SCENE I.-A Room in Thorowgood's house. too boldEnter THOROWGOOD and TRUEMAN.
Thor. Your curiosity is laudable; and at some
future period I shall gratify it with the greater True. Sir, the packet from Genoa is arrived. Pleasure, because from thence you may learn how (Gives letters.)
honest merchants, as such, may sometimes contriThor. Heaven be praised, the storm that threat- bute to the safety of their country, as they do at ened our royal mistress, pure religion, liberty, and all times to its happiness; that if hereafter you laws, is for a time diverted; by which means, time should be tempted to any action that has the apis gained to make such preparations on our part as pearance of vice or meanness in it, upon reflecting may, heaven concurring, prevent his malice, or on the dignity of our profession, you may with turn the meditated mischief on himself.
honest scorn rejcct whatever is unworthy of it. True. He must be insensible indeed, who is not True. Should Barnwell or I, who have the benefit
best; that the courtiers, though would our
of your example, by our ill conduct bring any im- tends; for as I know love to be es sential to happiputation on that honourable name, we must be left nêss in the marriage state, I had rather my without excuse.
approbation should confirm your choice than direct Thor. You compliment, young man. (Trueman it. bows respectfully) Nay, I am not offended, As Maria. What can I say? how sball I answer as the name of merchant never degrades the gentle-I ought this tenderness, so uncommon, even in the man, so by no means does it exclude him ; only best of parents? But you are without example; take heed not to purchase the character of con- yet, had you been less indulgent, I had been most plaisance at the expense of your sincerity.
wretched. That I look on the crowd of courtiers True. Well, sir, have you any commands for me that visit here with equal esteem, but equal indifat this time?
ference, you have observed, and I must needs conThor. Only to look carefully over the fles, to see fess: yet, had you asserted your authority, and inwhether there are any tradesman's bills unpaid; sisted on a parent's right to be obeyed, I had suband if there are, to send and discharge them. We mitted, and to my duty sacrificed my peace. must not let artificers lose their time, so useful to Thof. Zrom your perfect obedience in every the public and their families, in unnecessary at- other instance, I feared as much, and therefore tendance.
would leave you without a bias in an affair wherein [Exit Trueman. your happiness is so immediately concerned.
Mariu. Whether from a want of that just ambiEnter MARIA.
tion that would become your daughter, or from Thor. Well, Maria, have you given orders for the some othor cause, I know not; but I find high birth entertainment? I would have it in some measure and titles do not recommend the man who owns worthy the guests. Let theto bo plenty, and of the them to my affections.
Thor. I would not that they should, unless his us citizens politeness, may at least
merit recommends him more. A noble birth and hospitality,
they are a real advantage to a worthy one, and your well-known generosity by an ill-timed parsi- | place his virtues in the fairest light: mony.
Maria. I cannot answer for my inclinations but Thor. Nay, it was a needless cäution; I have no they shall ever be submitted to your wisdom and cause to doubt your prudence.
authority; and as you will not compot mo to marry Maria Sir, I find myself unfit for conversation where I cannot love, so love shall never make me at present: I should but increase the number of act contrary to my duty. Sir, Lave I your permistho company, without adding to thoir satistaesion to retire ? tion.
Thor. I'll see you to your chamber. Thor. Nay, my child, this melancholy mast not
[E.reunt be indulged. Maria. Company will but ivcrease it. I wish you
SCENE II. -À Room in Millwood's flouse. would dispenso with my absence; solitudo best suits my present temper.
MILLWOOD discovered; LUCY waiting. Thor. You are not insensible that it is chienly on your account these noble lords do me the honour MII. How do I look to-day, Lucy? 80 frequently to graco my board; should you be Lucy. O, killingly, madam! A little more red, absent, the disappointment may make them ro- and you'll be irresistible! But why this more than pent their condescension, and think their labour ordinary care of your dress and complexion? What lost
new conquest are you aiming at? Maria. Ho that shall think his time or honour Mill. A conquest would be new indeed; lost in visiting you, can set no real value on your Lucy. Not to you, who make them every day, daughter's company, whose only merit is that she but to me. Well, it is what I'm never to expect, is yours. The man of quality, who chooses to con unfortunate as I am: but your wit and beauty verse with a gentleman and merchant of your Mill. First made me a wretch, and still continue worth and character, may confer honour by so me so. Men, however generous or sincere to one doing, but he loses none.
another, are all selfish hypocrites in their affairs Thor. Come, come, Maria, I need not tell you with us. We are no otherwise esteemed or regarded that a young gentleman may prefer your conversa- by them, but as we contribute to their satisfaction. tion to mine, and yet intend me po disrespect at It is a general maxim among the knowing part of all; for though he may lose no honour in my com- mankind, that a woman without virtue, like a man pany, it is very natural for him to expect more without honour or honesty, is capable of any action, pleasure in yours. I remember the time when the though never so vilo: and yet wbat pains will they company of the greatest and wisest man in the not take, what arts not use, to seduce us from our kingdom would have been insipid and tiresome to innocence, and make us contemptible and wicked, me if it had deprived me of an opportunity of en even in their own opinions? Then is it not just, joying your mother's.
the villains, to their cost, should find us so? But Maria. Yours, no doubt, was as agreeable to guilt makes them suspicious, and keeps them on her; for generous ninds know no pleasure in so their guard; therefore, we can take advantage only ciety but where it is mutual.
of the young and innocent part of the sex, who, Thor. Thou knowest I have no heir, no child but having novor injured women, apprehend no injury thee; the fruits of many years' successful industry from them. must all be thine ; now it would give me pleasure Lucy. Ay, they must bo young indeed. great as my love, to see on whom you would bostow Mill. Such a one, I think, I have found. As I've it. I am daily solicited by men of the greatest passed through the city, I have often observed him rank and morit for leave to address you; but I receiving and paying considerable sums of money have hitherto declined it, in hopes that by observe- from thenco I concludo he is employed in affairs of tion I should learn which way your inclination consequence.