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Eme. Hence with the madman !
Your queen's murder,
[hurried off by Ragozzi and the guard.
O banish him.
What, to the army ?
anger. The child o'erpowers the man. In this emergence I must take counsel for us both. Retire.
[Exit Casimir. Eme. (alone, looks at a Calendar.) The changeful
planet, now in her decay,
[Exit. Scene changes to the back of the Palaced wooded
park and mountains. Enter Zapolya, with an infant in arms. Zap. Hush, dear one! hush! My trembling arm
Thou, the protector of the helpless ! thou,
(thou art The rightful heir of an anointed king!
What sounds are those? It is the vesper-chant Of labouring men returning to their home! Their queen has no home! Hear me, heavenly And let this darkness
[Father! Be as the shadow of thy outspread wings To hide and shield us! Start'st thou in thy slumbers? Thou canst not dream of savage Emerick. Hush! Betray not thy poor mother! For if they seize thee I shall grow mad indeed, and they'll believe Thy wicked uncle's lie. Ha! what ? a soldier ?
Enter Chef Ragozzi. C. Rag. Sure heaven befriends us. Well! he
hath escaped! O rare tune of a tyrant's promises That can enchant the serpent treachery From forth its lurking hole in the heart. “ Ragozzi! O brave Ragozzi! Count! Commander ! What
And all this too for nothing! a poor nothing!
Will I repay thee, for that thou thought'st me too
Zap. (coming forward.) Art thou not Ragozzi?
C. Rag. The queen! Now then the miracle is
Zap. Stay! Oh, no! forgive me if I wrong thee!
[kneeling. C. Rag. (raising her.) Madam!
Zap. Kiuprili! How?
There is not time to tell it,-
Zap. What Raab Kiuprili?
Yes! my noble general !
Zap. Ah, how? Is it joy or fear? My limbs seem
sinking: C. Rag. (supporting her.) Heaven still befriends
I have left my charger, A gentle beast and feet, and my boy's mule, One that can shoot a precipice like a bird, Just where the wood begins to climb the mountains. The course we'll thread will mock the tyrant's
guesses, Or scare the followers. Ere we reach the main road The Lord Kiuprili will have sent a troop To escort me. Oh, thrice happy when he finds The treasure wbich I convoy! Zap.
One brief moment, That praying for strength I may have strength. This
(then to the infant.
Seemed pointing at my feet. Provident heaven !
Lo, I was standing on the secret door, i Which, through a long descent where all sound
perishes, Led out beyond the palace. Well I knew it But Andreas framed it not! He was no tyrant ! C. Rag. Haste, madam! Let me take this precious burden!
[he kneels as he takes the child. Zap. Take him! And if we be pursued, I
charge thee, Flee thou and leave me! Flee and save thy king !
[then as going off, she looks back on the palace, Thou tyrant's den, be called no more a palace! The orphan's angel at the throne of heaven Stands up against thee, and there hover o'er thee A queen's, a mother's, and a widow's curse. Henceforth a dragon's haunt, Fear and Suspicion Stand sentry at thy portals ! Faith and honour, Driven from the throne, shall leave the attainted
nation : And, for the iniquity that houses in thee, False glory, thirst of blood, and lust of rapine, (Fateful conjunction of malignant planets) Shall shoot their blastments on the land. The fathers Henceforth shall have no joy in their young men, And when they cry: Lo! a male child is born! The mother shall make answer with a groan. For bloody usurpation, like a vulture, Shall clog its beak within Illyria's heart,