My Lord LOUIS. Rise-rise be happy. [RICHELIEU beckons to DE BERINGHEN. DE BERINGHEN (falteringly). you are—most-happily-recovered. RICHELIEU. But you are pale, dear Beringhen : — this air I long have thought Sleep not another night in Paris : :- Go, Or else your precious life may be in danger. DE BERINGHEN. I shall have time, [Exit DE BERINGHEN. More than I asked for, - to discuss the pâté. RICHELIEU (to ORLEANS). For you, repentance · absence - and confession! RICHELIEU. Ah, Joseph! [To LOUIS- as DE MAUPRAT and JULIE converse apart. See, my liege see through plots and counterplotsThrough gain and loss grace through glory and dis Along the plains, where passionate Discord rears Of human happiness glides on! Sways the harmonious mystery of the world, Alas! Our glories float between the earth and heaven *The image and the sentiment in the concluding lines are borrowed from a passage in one of the writings attributed to the Cardinal. EVA. A TRUE STORY. I. THE MAIDEN'S HOME. A COTTAGE in a peaceful vale; O, sweet the jasmine's buds of snow, A sweeter bloom to Eva's youth And heaven was mirrored in her truth More clear than on the wave Oft to that lone, sequestered place My boyish steps would roam, There was a look in Eva's face That seemed a smile of home. And oft I paused to hear at noon A voice that sang for glee : Or mark the white neck glancing down, — The book upon the knee — |