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I will not bear myself as I resolv'd.
But yet consider, as no vulgar name,
That which I boast, sounds amongst martial

men, How will inglorious caution suit my

claim ? The post of fate unshrinking I maintain. My country's foes must witness who I am. On the invaders' heads I'll prove my birth, 'Till friends and foes confess the genuine strain. If in this strife I fall, blame not your son, Who, if he lives not honour'd, must not live.

Lady R. I will not utter what my bosom feels. Too well I love that valour which I warn. 640 Farewel, my son! my counsels are but vain,

[Embracing. And as high Heav'n hath will'd it, all must be.

[Separate. Gaze not on me, thou wilt mistake the path; I'll point it out again. [Just as they are separating, Enter from the wood Lord RANDOLPH and GLENALVON.

Lord R. Not in her presence. Now

Glen. I'm prepar'd.

Lord R. No: I command thee stay. I go

alone : it never shall be said That I took odds to combat mortal man. The noblest vengeance is the most compleat. Exit. [GLENALVON makes some steps to the same side of

the stage, listens and speaks. Glen. Demons of death come settle on my sword,


And to a double slaughter guide it home!
The lover and the husband both must die.

Lord R. [Behind the scenes.) Draw, villain! draw!

Doug [Without.] Assail me not, lord Randolph; Not as thou lov'st thyself. . [Clashing of swords.

Glen. [Running out.] Now is the time.

Enter Lady RANDOLPH, at the opposite side of the stage,

faint and breathless. Lady R. Lord Randolph, hear me ; all shall be

thine own! But spare ! Oh, spare my son !


Enter DOUGLAS, with a sword in each hand.

Doug. My mother's voice!
I can protect thee still.

Lady R. He lives, he lives ;
For this, for this to Heav'n eternal praise !
But sure I saw thee fall.

Doug. It was Glenalvon,
Just as my arm had master'd Randolph's sword,
The villain came behind me; but I slew him.
Lady R. Behind theel ah! thou’rt wounded ! Oli,

my child, How pale thou look'st! And shall I lose thee now?

Doug. Do not despair : I feel a little faintness; Į hope it will not last. [Leans upon his sword,

Lady R. There is no hope ! And we must part! The hand of death is on thee!

Oh! my beloved child! O Douglas, Douglas !

[DOUGLAS growing more and more faint. Doug. Too soon we part: I have not long been

Douglas; destiny! hardly thou deal'st with me; Clouded and hid, a stranger to myself, In low and poor obscurity I've liv’d. Lady R. Has Heav'n preserv'd thee for an end like this?

860 Doug. Oh! had I fall’n as my brave fathers fell, Turning with fatal arm the tide of battle! Like them I should have smil'd and welcom'd death : But thus to perish by a villain's hand! Cut off from nature's and from glory's course, Which never mortal was so fond to run. Lady R. Hear justice; hear! stretch thy avenging

[DOUGLAS falls. Doug. Unknown I die; no tongue shall speak of me. Some noble spirits, judging by themselves May yet conjecture what I might have prov'd, And think life only wanting to my

fame : But who shall comfort thee?

Lady R. Despair, despair 1

Doug. Oh, had it pleas'd high Heav'n to let me live A little while !

-my eyes that gaze on thee Grow dim apace! my mother-0! my mother! [Dies.

Enter Lord RANDOLPH and ANNA. Lord R. Thy words, thy words of truth, have pierc'd my heart;


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I am the stain of knighthood and of arms.
Oh! if my brave deliverer survives
The traitor's sword-

700 Anna. Alas! look there, my lord.

Lord R. The mother and her son! How curst I am!
Was I the cause ? No: I was not the cause.
Yon matchless villain did seduce my soul
To frantic jealousy.

Anna. My lady lives :
The agony of grief hath but suppress’d
Awhile her powers.

Lord R. But my deliverer's dead; “ The world did once esteem lord Randolph well, “ Sincere of heart, for spotless honour fam’d: “ And, in my early days, glory I gain'd “ Beneath the holy banner of the cross. “ Now past the noon of life, shame comes upon me;

Reproach, and infamy, and public hate, " Are near at hand : for all mankind will think “ That Randolph basely stabb'd Sir Malcolm's heir." Lady R. [Recovering.) Where am I now? Still in

this wretched world! Grief cannot break a heart so hard as mine. “ My youth was worn in anguish: but youth's strength, “ With hope's assistance, bore the brunt of sorrow; " And train'd me on to be the object now, « On which Omnipotence displays itself, “ Making a spectacle, a tale of me, « To awe it's vassal, man."

Lord R. Oh, misery!

Amidst thy raging grief I must proclain
My innocence.

Lady R. Thy innocence !
Lord R. My guilt

730 Is innocence compar'd with what thou think'st it.

Lady R. Of thee I think not: what have I to do With thee, or any thing? My son! my son! My beautiful! my brave ! how proud was I Of thee and of thy valour! my fond heart O'erflow'd this day with transport, when I thought Of growing old amidst a race of thine, Who might make up to me their father's childhood, And bear my brother's and my husband's name: Now all my hopes are dead! A little while Was I a wife! a mother not so long! What am I now I-I know. But I shall be That only whilst I please ; for such a son And such a husband drive me to my fate. (Runs out.

Lord R. Follow her, Anna: I myself would follow, But in this rage she must abhor my presence.

[Exit Anna.

Enter Old NORVAL.

Old Nor. I heard the voice of woe: Heaven guard

my child!

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Lord R. Already is the idle gaping crowd, The spiteful vulgar, come to gaze on Randolph. Begone.

Old Nor. I fear thee not. I will not go. Here I'll remain. I'm an accomplice, lord,


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