Nurse. Odso, my master! we must not be seen. [Exeunt. En'er VILLEROY, with a letter, and ISABELLA. Vil. I must away this moment-see his letter, Sign'd by himself. Alas! he could no more; My brother's desperate, and cannot die In peace, but in my arms. Isa. So suddenly! Vil. Suddenly taken, on the road to Brussels, To do us honour, love; unfortunate; Thus to be torn from thee, and all those charms, Isa. I'm sorry for the cause. Could I persuade myself, that your concern Vil. Oh, that it must. Car. To leave your bride so soon! Vil. But having the possession of my love, I am the better able to support My absence in the hopes of my return. Vil. It will seem long, The longer that my Isabella sighs: I shall be jealous of this rival grief, It takes so full possession of thy heart, There is not room enough for mighty love. Enter Servant, bows, and exit. ACT IV. SCENE I.-The Street. Enter BIRON and BELFORD. Bir. The longest day will have an end; we are got home at last. Bel. We have got our legs at liberty; and liberty is home, where'er we go; though mine lies most in England. Bir. Pray, let me call this yours; for what I can command in Brussels, you shall find your own. I have a father here, who, perhaps, after seven years' absence, and costing him nothing in my travels, may be glad to see me. You know my story; how does my disguise become me? Bel. Just as you would have it; 'tis natural, and will conceal you. Bir. To-morrow you shall be sure to find me here, as early as you please. This is the house; you have observed the street. Bel. I warrant you; your directions will carry me to my lodgings. [Exit. Bir. Good night, my friend. The long-expected moment has arrived; And nothing will remain to wish or hope for. Enter SAMPSON. (Knocks.) Sam. Who's there? What would you have? Samp. Why, truly, friend, it is my employment to answer impertinent questions; but for my lady's being at home, or no, that's just as my lady pleases. Bir. But how shall I know whether it pleases her or no? Samp. Why, if you'll take my word for it, you may carry your errand back again; she never pleases to see anybody at this time of night, that she does not know: and by your address and appearance I am sure you must be a stranger to ber. Bir. But I have business; and you don't know how that may please her. Samp. May, if you have business, she is the best judge whether your business will please her or no; therefore I will proceed in my office, and know of my lady whether or no, she is pleased to be st home, or no. (Going.) Enter Nurse. Nurse. Who's that you are so busy withal? Methinks you might have found an answer in fewer words; but, Sampson, you love to hear yourself prate sometimes, as well as your betters, that I must say for you. Let me come to him. Who would you speak with, stranger? Bir. With you, mistress, if you could help me to speak to your lady. Nurse. Yes, sir, I can help you in a civil way; but can nobody do your business but my lady? Bir. Not so well: but if you carry her this ring, she'll know my business better. Nurse. There's no love-letter in it, I hope; you look like a civil gentleman. In an honest way, I may bring you an answer. [Exit. Bir. My old nurse, only a little older; they say [Exit. the tongue grows always; mercy on me! then hers is seven years longer since I left her. Yet there is | something in these servants' folly pleases me; the cautious conduct of the family appears, and speaks in their impertinence. Well, mistress. Re-enter Nurse. Nurse. I have deliver'd your ring, sir. Pray heaven, you bring no bad news along with you. Bir. Quite contrary, I hope. Nurse. Nay, I hope so to; but my lady was very much surprised when I gave it her. Sir, I am but a servant, as a body may say; but if you'll walk in, that I may shut the doors, (for we keep very orderly hours;) I can shew you into the parlour, help you to an answer, perhaps, as soon as those that are wiser. Bir. I'll follow you. Now all my spirits hurry to my heart, And every sense has taken the alarm At this approaching interview! Heavens! how I tremble! SCENE II.-A Chamber. Enter ISABELLA.; [Exit. This ecstacy has made my welcome more Isa. Where have I been? Why do you keep him from me? I know his voice; my life, upon the wing, If I must fall, death's welcome in these arms. Excuse the wild disorder of my soul; Isa. Answer me: Exit. What hand of Providence has brought you back Isa. I've heard of witches, magic spells, and charms, That have made nature start from her old course; Enter Nurse. Nurse. Madam, the gentleman's below. Isa. I had forgot, pray let me speak with him; [Exit Nurse. This ring was the first present of my love To Biron, my first husband; I must blush To think I have a second. Biron died (Still to my loss) at Candy; there's my hope. Oh, do I live to hope that he died there? It must be so; he's dead, and this ring left, By his last breath, to some known faithful friend, To bring me back again; That's all I have to trust to. Enter BIRON. (Isabella looking at him) My fears were woman's-I have view'd him all; And let me, let me say it to myself, I live again, and rise but from his tomb. Bir. Have you forgot me quite ? Isa. Forgot you! O, tell me all, For every thought confounds me. Bir. My best life! at leisure, all. Isa. We thought you dead; kill'd at the siege of Candy. Bir. There I fell among the dead; But hopes of life reviving from my wounds, I often writ to my hard father, but never had Isa. What a world of woe Had been prevented but in hearing from you! Isa. You do not know how much I could have done; At least, I'm sure I could have suffer'd all; I would have sold myself to slavery. Isa. My life, but to have heard You were alive. I hear he's living still. Isa. Well, both, both well; And may he prove a father to your hopes, Bir. Come, no more tears. Isa. Seven long years of sorrow for your loss, Bir. Then farewell my disguise, and my misfor-Have mourn'd with me. tunes! Bir. And all my days to come Shall be employ'd in a kind recompense Isa. He's gone to bed; I'll have him brought to you. Bir. To-morrow I shall see him; I want rest Myself, after this weary pilgrimage. Isa. Alas! what shall I get for you? Bir. Nothing but rest, my love! To-night I would not Be known, if possible, to your family: I see my nurse is with you; her welcome To make this wondrous goodness some amends; And let me then forget her, if I can. O! she deserves of me much more than I Can lose for her, though I again could venture [Exit Biron. My prayers! no, I must never pray again. I promised him to follow-him! Is he without a name? Biron, my husbandMy husband! Ha! What then is Villeroy? Oh, Biron, hadst thou come but one day sooner! (Weeping.) What's to be done? for something must be done. Works the right way to rid me of them all; Re-enter BIRON, meeting her. Bir. Despair, and rest for ever? Isabella! These words are far from thy condition; And be they ever so. I heard thy voice, And could not bear thy absence; come, my love! You have stay'd long: there's nothing, nothing sure Now to despair of in succeeding fate. Isa. I am contented to he miserable, Bir, Look up, my love, I never did deceive thee, Nor ever can; believe thyself, thy eyes Isa, If marriages Are made in heav n, they should be happier: Bir. Has marriage made thee wretched? Isa. Why, what did I say? Bir. That I have made thee miserable. Isa. No; you are my only earthly happiness; And my false tongue belied my honest heart, If it said otherwise. Bir. And yet you said, Your marriage made you miserable. Isa. I know not what I said; I've said too much, unless I could speak all. Bir. Thy words are wild; my eyes, my ears, my heart, Were all so full of thee, so much employ'd In wonder of thy charms, I could not find it; Isa. You'll tell nobody- Isa. Indeed I am not; I knew that before; But where's the remedy? Bir. Rest will relieve thy cares; come, come, no more; I'll banish sorrow from thee. Isa. Banish first the cause. Bir. Am I the cause? the cause of thy misfor Poor Isabella! now I know the cause, Of all ill stars combin'd, of heav'n and fate- Enter Nurse and SAMPSON. [Exit. Nurse. Here's strange things towards, Sampson; what will be the end of 'em, do you think? Samp. Nay, marry, nurse, I can't see so far; but the law, I believe, is on Biron, the first husband's side. Nurse. Yes; no question, he has the law on his side. Samp. For I have heard, the law says, a woman must be a widow, all out seven years, before she can marry again, according to law. Nurse. Ay, so it does; and our lady has not been a widow altogether seven years. Samp. Why, then, nurse, mark my words, and say I told you so: the man must have his wife again, and all will do well. Nurse. But if our master, Villeroy, comes back again Samp. Why, if he does, he is not the first man that has had his wife taken from him. Nurse. For fear of the worst, will you go to the old Count, and desire him to come as soon as he can; there may be mischief, and he is able to pre vent it. Samp. Now you say something; now I take you, nurse; that will do well, indeed; mischief should be prevented; a little thing will make a quarrel, when there's a woman in the way. I'll about it instantly. [Exeunt. SCENE II-A Chamber. BIRON asleep on a couch. Enter ISABELLA. Isa. Asleep so soon? Oh, happy, happy thou, If thou didst ever love thy Isabella; With looking on him. Let me look my last; Sure I may take a kiss. Where am I going? What noise was that? a knocking at the gate! Isa. Hark! I'm call'd.. Bir. You stay too long from me. Isa. A man's voice! in my bed! How came he there? hell, And there has left me. Bir. Why dost thou fly me so? Isa. I cannot bear his sight; distraction, come, Possess me all. Shake off my chains, and hasten to my aid! (Running out.) (Kneels.) While yet my senses are my own, thus kneeling, Pardon those crimes despair may bring upon me. Enter Nurse. Nurse. Sir, there's somebody at the door must needs speak with you; he won't tell his name Enter CARLOS, PEDRO, and three Ruffians. We must be sudden. Younger brothers are But how shall I prevent it? Biron comes Bir. Ha! am I beset? I live but to revenge me. (They surround him, fighting; Villeroy enters with two Servants; they rescue him; Carlos and his party fly. Vil. How are you, sir? Mortally hurt, I fear. Take care, and lead him in. Bir. I thank you for this goodness, sir: though 'tis Bestow'd upon a very wretch; and death, Though from a villain's hand, had been to me An act of kindness, and the height of mercy; But I thank you, sir. Vil. Take care, and lead him in. SCENE IV.-A Chamber. Enter ISABELLA. Enter BIRON, bloody, leaning upon his sword. Before that streaming evidence appears, In bloody proof against me. (She seeing Biron, swoons; Villeroy helps her.) Vil. Help there! Biron alive? (Sees Biron.) Bir. The only wretch on earth that must not live Would you had not, for life's my greatest plague! I came to fall before the: I had died (Kisses her.) Vil. A kiss! confusion! it must be your last. Bir. I know it must. Here I give up that death The work of fate, thus we must finish it. Thrust home; be sure. (Falls.) Vil. Alas! he faints! some help there! Bir. 'Tis all in vain; my sorrows soon will end. Oh, Villeroy! let a dying wretch entreat you To take this letter to my father. My Isabella! Couldst thou but hear me, my last words should bless thee. I cannot, though in death, bequeath her to thee. But could I hope my boy, my little one, I can no more. Hear me, heav'n! Oh, support Vil. He's gone! My care of her is lost in wild amaze. Isa. (Recovering.) Where have I been? thinks I stand upon (Dies.) [Exit. Me (He is led in.) The brink of life, ready to shoot the gulph (Throws herself on Biron's body.) Isa. Murder my husband! Oh! I must not dare To my unbury'd body. Here it lies: (Going to stab herself, Villeroy runs in and prevents her, by taking the dagger from her.) Vil. Angels defend and save thee! Attempt thy precious life! Lay violent hands upon thy innocent self! Isa. Swear I am innocent, and I'll believe you. Me believe you married me; but the fool Vil. Dost thou not know me, love? 'Tis Villeroy, thy husband. Isa. I have none; no husband; (Weeping.) Never had but one, and he died at Candy. Speak, did he not die there? Vil. He did, my life. |