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And must not, sBall not lose the son he loves,
Altho' his son has found a nobler father.
Eventful day, how hast thou ehang'd tny state!
Once on the cold and winter-shaded side
Of a bleak hill, mischance had rooted me,
Never to thrive, child of another soil;
Transplanted now to the gay sunny vale,
Like the green thorn of May my fortune flowers.
Ye glorious stars! high heav'n's resplendent host!
To whom I oft have of my lot complain'd,
Hear and record my soul's unalter'd wish!
Dead or alive let me but be renown'd!
May heav'n inspire some fierce gigantic Dane,
To give a bold defiance to our host!
Before he speaks it out I will accept;
Like Douglas conquer, or like Douglas die!

Enter Lady Randolph.

Lady R. My son! I heard a voice—
Doug. The voice was mine.
Lady R. Didst thou complain aloud to nature's
ear,

That thus in dusky shades, at midnight hours,
By stealth the mother and the son should meet?

[Emljracing him. Doug. No; on this happy day, this better birthday,

My thoughts and words are all of hope and joy.

Lady R. Sad fear and melancholy still divide The empire of my breast with hope and joy. Now hear what I advise.

Doug. First, let me tell
What may the tenor of your counsel change.

Lady R. My heart forebodes some evil!

Doug. 'Tis not good:
At eve, unseen by Randolph and Glenalvon,
The good old Norval in the grove o'erheard
Their conversation; oft they meution'd me
With dreadful threat'nings; you they sometimes
nam'd.

'Twas strange, they said, a wonderful discov'ry;
And ever and anon they vow'd revenge.
Lady R. Defend us, gracious God! we are be-
tray'd;

They have found out the secret of thy birth;
It must be so. That is the great discovery;
Sir Malcolm's heir is come to claim his own,
And he will be reveng'd. Perhaps even now,
Arm'd and prepar'd for murder, they but wait
A darker and more silent hour, to break
Into the chamber where they think thou sleep'st.
This moment, this, heav'n hath ordain'd to save
thee!

Fly to the camp, my son!

Dong. And leave you here? No; to the castle let us go together, Call up the ancient servants of your house, Who, in their youth did oat your father's bread. Then tell them loudly that I am your son. If in the breasts of men one spark remains Of sacred love, fidelity, or pity, Some in your cause will arm. I ask but few To drive those spoilers from my father's house.

Lady R. Oh, Nature! Nature! what can check thy force?

Thou genuine offspring of the daring Douglas!
But rash not on destruction; save thyself,
And I am safe. To me they mean no harm.
Thy stay but risks thy precious life in vain.
That winding path conducts thee to the river;
Cross where thou see'st a broad and beaten way,

Which, running eastward, leads thee to the camp. Instant demand admittance to Lord Douglas. Show him these jewels, which his brother wore. Thy look, thy voice, will make him feel the truth, Which I by certain proof will soon confirm.

Doug. I yield me and obey; but yet my heart Bleeds at this parting. Something bids me stay And guard a mother's life. Oft have I read Of wond'rous deeds by one bold aim achiev'd. Our foes are two—no more—let me go forth, And see if any shield can guard Glenalvon.

Lady R. If thou regard'st thy mother, or rever'st

Thy father's mem'ry, think of this no more.
One thing I have to say before we part;
Long wert thou lost; and thou art found, my child,
In a most fearful season. War and battle"
I have a great cause to dread. Too well I see
Which way the current of thy temper sets;
To-day I've found thee. Oh! my long-lost hope!
If thou to giddy valor giv'st the rein,
To-morrow I may lose my son forever.
The love of thee, before thou saw'st the light,
Sustain'd my life when thy brave father fell.
If thou shalt fall, I have nor love nor hope
In this waste world! my son, remember me!
Doug. What shall I say? how can I give you
comfort f

The god of battles of my life dispose

As may be best for you, for whose dear sake

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 f

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 honor'd, must not live.

Lady R. I will not utter what my bosom feels. Too well I love that valor which I warn. Farewell, 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 bo said j That I took odds to combat mortal man. The noblest vengeance is the most complete. I [Exit Lord Randolph. 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 Randolph behind the scenes.

Lord R. Draw, villain, draw!

Doug. Assail mo not, Randolph; Not as thou Iov'st thyself. [Clashing of swords. Glenalvon running out. Now is the time.

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Enter Lady Randolph at the opposite side of ttw stage, faint and breathless.

Lady B. Lord Randolph, hear me; all shall be thine own; But spare! oh, spare my sou!

Enter Douglas, with a sword in each hand.

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

Lady if. He lives, he lives;
For this, for this to heav'u eternal praise!
But sure I saw thee fall.

Doug. It wasGlenalvon;
Just as my arm had master'd Randolph's sword,
The villain came behind me, but I slew him.

Lady R. Behind thee? Ah, thou'rt wounded! Oh, my child, How pale thou look'st! and shall I lose thee now?

Doug. Do not despair; I feel a little faintness; I 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! Oh, Douglas, Douglas!

Doug. Too soon we part; I have not long been
Douglas.

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

Doug. Oh, had I fall'n as my brave fathers fell,
Turning with great effort 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 arm. [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 proved,
And think life only wanting to my fame;
But who shall comfort thee i

Lady R. Despair! despair!

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—oh, my mother!

[Dies*

Enter Lord Randolph and Anna.
Lord R. Thy words, the words of truth, have
piere'd my heart,
I am the stain of knighthood and of arms.
Oh, if my brave deliverer survives
The traitor's sword—
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 supprest
Awhile her powers.

Lord R. But my deliverer's dead!

* The tragedy as now acted generally ends with the death of young Norval. Lady Randolph taiuting on the Immiv of her Mod. as the curtain, descends, but th» whole play is published.

"The world did once esteem Lird Randolph well' "Sincere of heart, for spotless honor 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 Randolph recovering. Lady R. 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 proclaim My innocence. \1

Lady R. Thy innocence! J

Loril R. My guilt j J

Is innocence compared with what thou think'st it. J

Lady R. Of thee I think not; what have I to do ♦ With thee or anything f My son, my son! J My beautiful! my brave! how fond was I !♦

Of thee, and of thy valor! My proud 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 child- ♦ hood, !t And bear my brother's and my husband's name; ♦ Now all my hopes are dead! A little while 1J

Was I a wife! a mother not so long! j What am I now? I know. But I shall be , J

That only whilst I please; for such a son IJ

And such a husband drive me to my fate. !t

[Runs out. , t

Lord R. Follow her, Anna; I myself would j| follow, . I j

But in this rage she must abhor my presence. *

[Exit Anna. X

Enter Old Norval. \X

Norv. I hear the voice of woe; heav'n guard '* my child! , J

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

Norv. I fear thee not. I will not go. ♦ Hero I'll remain. I'm an accomplice, lord, ♦ With thee in murder. Yes, my sins did help ♦ To crush down to the ground this lovely plant. !* Oh, noblest youth that ever yet was born! X Sweetest and best, gentlest and bravest spirit, t That ever blest the world! Wretch that I am, l* Who saw that noble spirit swell and rise * Above the narrow limits that confin'd it, , J

Yet never was by all thy virtues won J
To do thee justice, and reveal the secret, !♦
Which, timely known, had raised thee far above ♦
The villain's snare! Oh, I am punisb'd now!
These are the hairs that should have strew'd the
ground,

And not the locks of Douglas. [Tears his hair,
and throws himself upon liie body of Douglas.
Lord R. I know thee now, "thy boldness I for-
give!

"My crest is fallen." For thee I will appoint
A place of rest, if grief will let thee rest.
I will reward, altho' 1 cannot punish.
Curst, curst Glenalvon, he escap'd too well,
Tho' slain and baffled by the band he hated.
Foaming with rage and fury to the last,
Cursing his conqueror, tho felon died.

Enter Anna.

Anna. My lord! my lord!

Lord R. Speak; I can hear of horror.

Anna. Horror indeed!

LordR. Matilda?

Anna. Is no more;
She ran, she flew like lightning up the hill,
Nor halted till the precipice she gain'd,
lleneath whoso low'ring top the river falls
Engulf'd in rifted rocks; thither she came,
As fearless as the eagle lights upon it,
And headlong down—

Lord R. 'Twas I, alas! 'twas I
That flll'd her breast with fury; drove her down

The precipice of death! Wretch that I am!
Anna. Oh, had you seen her last despairing
look!

Upon tho brink she stood, and cast her eyes
Down on the deep; then lifting up her eyes
And her white hands to heav'n, seeming to say,
Why am I fore'd to this? she plung'd herself
Into tho empty air.

Lord R. 1 will not vent,
In vain complaints, the passion of my soul.
Peace in this world I never can enjoy.
These wounds the gratitude of Randolph gave.
They speak aloud, and with the voice of fate
Denounce my doom. I am resolv'd. I'll go
Straight to the battle, where the man that makes
Me turn aside, must threaten worse than death.
Thou, faithful to thy mistress, take this ring,
Full warrant of my power. Let every rite
With cost and pomp upon their funerals wait;
For Kandolph hopes ho never shall return.

[Exeunt omnes.

THE END.

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The tragedy of Douglas is one of tho most chaste and beautiful plays known to the English stage ; whether we look at the language, the poetry, or the plot, we find in all much to admire and nothing to condemn—yet its author, the Itev. Dr. Home, was publicly tried by the Presbyterian Synod of the Kirk of Scotland, and sentenced to be suspended from the ministry of the gospel, for tho high crime and misdemeanor of having written a profane Stage Play. His stern accusers, like the Puritans of old, could find no mercy for so great an error, but it puzzled their wise brains to find a passage in the play to found their charge upon. Was it immoral? Quite the contrary. Tho moral was so sound and good that it courted investigation and foiled even bigotry, showing the consequence of disobedience to parental authority in so strong a light, that a life of (rootless purity thereafter could not avert tho fatal effects of the indiscretion of a concealed marriage, and the high worth and courage of the offspring, not of crime, but of affcction, render his undeserve d fate the theme of a universal commiseration, while a feeling of hatred removes all pity from. Lord Randolph for his agency in it, even with the excuse of jealousy, and the unabashed villainy of Glenalvou, who urged him on, from his own base ends, to murder tho preserver of his life as the supposed destroyer of his honor. The characters of Lady Randolph and of Young Norval aro almost faultless—the victims of circumstances beyond their control, their only error concealment of their new-found relationship, and thus the mother ami the son rush on their doom. But to return to the author and his unmerited persccution. Reader, on what do you think an assemblage of prelates, scholars, gentlemen, pronounced a sentence equal to excommunication in the Church of Rome? They twisted and tortured the following sentence into a sneer against the clergy:

"ITe was not to blame!
There is a destiny in this strange world,
Which oft decrees an uHdrwrved doom;
Let schoolmen tell us why."

These schoolmen may well he called upon to tell us why they acted so base and cruel a part towards one of their own profession possessing a heart overflowing with the milk of human kindness, one whom all that knew him loved and reverenced, both as a clergyman and a man. Christian Charity may well drop a tear upon the heartless act; but Providence is just, and Home's name and his Play of Douglas survive, while tho names of his persccutors arc already forgotten, or only named to bo reviled whenever Home's name and his play are the theme of admiratiou.

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BY J. II PLANCHE.

CAST OK CHARACTERS
Cotent Garden, 1841.

Viwount de Ligny Mr. C. Matthews.

Baron Vanderpotter.. " Bnrtley.

Adolf de Cmtrtrau "James Vining.

Officer of the Watch... Collett.

Lends "Ireland.

Pierre "Uardiner.

Guards "Birt «fc Bntler.

Erittina Mrs. Walter Lucy.

Katryn "Hum by.

Wallaces, 1P76.
Mr. Lester Wnllack.
.; John Gilbert.
"E. M. Holland.
"J. Peek.

Miss Geruldine Mnye.
Ettic Germon.

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ACT I.

Scene I.—A Garden. At the back, a wall with a small door in it. A seat, on which are two battledores and a shuttlecock.

I've sent the shuttlecock over the wall; and I do
believe it has fallen on somebody's head.
Kat. Shall I run out for it, mamselle?
Krist. Oh, no, no—

Kat. But then we shall lose it! [adolf ap-
pearing on the wall with the shuttlecock in his hand.
Adolf. No, you won't; here it is.
Krist. Adolf!
Kat. The very man.
Krist. Get down, directly.
Adolf. Certainly. {Preparing to jump.

Krist. No, no, ho, not on this side. [He stands
up.] Oh, dear! oh, dear! if you should be seen.
Kat. Don't stand there, at any rate. . Z

Adolf. I won't. \ Jumps into the garden. 11 Krist. There, now! that's your doing, Katryn. j'.'. What will become of me? j!'.

Kat. Would you have had the young man slick:; on the wall like a broken glass bottle i J • [Opens door.

Adolf Pardon me, dearest Kristina, I am half ♦ distracted; I heard that your uncle was about to . ♦ sell this house, and remove no one knew whither. ♦ Immediately on the receipt of this intelligence I 11 left Louvain, galloped hither like a madman—my !♦ horse fell dead as I entered the city— 11

Krist. Poor Adolf! t Kat. Poor horse, you mean. Adolf On arriving here, I saw a horrid board stuck against the gate, confirming the news of lie says your intended removal: "This house to be sold, with immediate possession." The door was fasten you might havo already departed—I was in a

Enter Kristina, L., and Katryn, R., meeting.

Krist. Well, Katryn, has my uncle gone out? Kat. No, ho has changed his mind it's too late to go out this evening.

Krist. Which means that he would rather stay !ed at Brussels, and play at primero with the Gov- paroxysm of despair, when this precious shuttle ernor; he is as fond of that game— cock, like a descending angel, came pat on my

Kat. As we are of this. [Taking one of the bat- . nose, and announced the presence of my beloved.

tledorcs.] Will you play, mamselle

Krist. No, I'm tired of it.

Kat. Which means that you have found some more agreeable occupation.

Krist. Hold your tongue, Katryn. I know what you were going to say; and you know I have forbidden you to speak of him.

Kat. Oh, certainly, mamselle; I'm dumb.

Krist. Give me a battledore; I will play.

Kat. There, mamselle!

Krist. Poor young man! I shall never see him again.

Kat. I didn't mention him then, mamselle

Kat. Affecting incident! Krist. Distressing situation! If my uncle—if your colonel—

Adolf. Oh, my colonel and I are at daggersdrawn already. My repeated visits, private and without leave, have been made known to him. He has threatened me with all sorts of punishment—vowed to send a description of me to the Captain of the Watch, and have me dragged to jail here, and exposed to the whole city. You may not believe it, but I am at this moment actu ally under arrest at Louvain. Krist. Would to goodness you were! This im

Krist. No, no, Katryn, I know you didn't—and prudence will ruin everything. You know the exI didn't mean —but I was thinking of something press condition on which my uncle promised to else—and so—and so. [Playing with the shuttle- consent was that we should neither meet nor cock by herself, she knocks it over the wallan ex- . correspond until he had received a satisfactory clamation is heardI without] Oh, mercy, Katryn! account of you from the friends he had commis

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pects. Sbould he discover that you have "broken know this gentleman, and suppose this gentleman

that condition, not only once, but twenty times
Adolf. Tell me only, then—
Krist. I will tell you nothing here—begone this
moment. Katryn shall write to you.

Kat. Yes, yes, sir, I'll write to you; but go
now directly.
Adolf. But that won't do, because—
Kat. It must do, and you must go.
Adolf, [to Kristina.] But hear me—
Krist. I will hear nothing.

want my uncle

match, you do.
Adolf. But one word
Krist. Not a syllable

must.

to see you,

knows Kristina, and makes that cursed notice an
excuse—

Capt. It's a pretty looking place; could one see
the interior of tho building f
Adolf [aside.] Confound his impudence!
Kat. It's rather late, sir, but— [Aside to
Adolf.] Why don't you go?
Adolf I won't stir from this spot till he leaves it!
Kat. What's the matter now f
Adolf. He has come to see Kristina, and you
know it.

Kat. For shame! for shame! I shall go and
fetch tho Baron, and see if that will make you de-
Nay, if you won't go I jcamp. [To Captain.] I will tell my master, sir,
[Runs out. you wish to speak to him.

Cruel Adolf, you and break off the

Adolf. Kristina! It is most important. Katryn, I Capt. Oh, pray do not disturb him; unless, in what must I do? j deed, this gentleman desires an interview.

Kat. Don't I keep telling you, sir, you must goj Adolf. V/ho, If—by no means, directly? There's the door open for you, sir; run as fast as you can, and I'll write as soon as I know—

Adolf. Write! write! but you won't hear what I have to sav; I can't tell vou where to write to me. Kat. How?

Adolf. My regiment is under orders for the fron

tier; we may march to-morrow morning—deuce knows where!

Kat. Oh, mercy! and you never told my mistress f

Adolf. How could I? she wouldn't stay to hear. It doesn't signify; war is about to be declared— we shall soon be in action, and I will take good care to get killed in the very first charge. Kat. You wouldn't be so foolish. Adolf. I will, as suretas fate, and you may tell her so; if she doesn't grant me ten minutes' interview to arrange some plan for our future correspondence, I'll stake myself on the pikes of the enemy the very first opportunity.

Kat. Well, well, let me see if I can manage it; the Baron will go out about nine to play his favorite j equal good faith, you declare, on your part

Tame of primero with the Governor. Now, if I should ieavo this door unfastened about half-past nine— [The Captain [of The Watch appears at the gate, c.

Adolf. My guardian genins! Do that, and— Who's this man ? and what docs he want here?

Kat. It's nobody we know. lie's only reading the board over the wall.

Adolf. He's coming in, confound him—if he should know me!

Kat. Then vanish directly.

Captain, [entering and stopping Adolf as he is about to pass him.] I beg your pardon, are you the owner of this house f

Adolf. Owner, sir! No, sir.

Capt. Oh, merely like myself, perhaps, attracted by the notice of sale.

Adolf. Exactly so, sir. Good day, sir.

Capt. May I ask if you have bought it, sir I

Adolf. Bought it, sir f No—I— [Aside.] He's a devilish cool sort of fellow; I don't half like leaving him here.

Capt. But do you mean to buy it, or have you, rencontre; and, as I am really innocent of any mdecided on tho contrary! because I would not in- tention to cross or annoy you in any way whatterfere— j ever, I will voluntarily make amends for my mal

Adolf. Oh, sir, you are perfectly welcome to— , apropos intrusion, by loitering out the remaining

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Kat. I must tell my master, sir. [Aside to Adolf.] If you are not gone before I return, no door open at half-past nine, mind you. [Exit E. Adolf I care not.

Capt. [aside.] There seems some little mystery hero. [Awud.] Sir, as I said before, I would not, for worlds, interfere; and as you seem to have some understanding about the house with that pretty little person, I withdraw from all competition; tho property is yours, sir.

Adolf. Indeed, sir! It's my belief, sir, that you did not intend to buy it at all, sir.

Capt. To be frank with you—no more than you did, sir!

Adolf. Upon my honor! a damned cool fellow. Then, sir, may I ask what business you have here, sir?

Capt. Havo a care; I may chance to put the same question to you.

Adolf. Confound his assurance! [Aloud.] Sir, if I am compelled to justify my right to interrogate you, I will do so, on condition that, with

Capt. Stay, stay! Suffer me to advise, as well as to inform you, never make a confidant of a person you do not know— Adolf. But'sdeath, sir! I insist on knowing— Capt. Hear me out:—I had a foolish habit, myself, of explaining my motives to any person who considered himself privileged to ask, and once on a time I unfortunately stumbled on the actual husband of a party concerned, and received a thrust in my left shoulder that laid me up for six months —I feel it still in frosty weather; from that moment, sir, I made up my mind, and whenever I am compelled to confess, I always invent the confession! Adolf. Invent!

Capt. Invent! And now, sir, after this candid acknowledgment, if you think you should beany the wiser, I am ready to begin with you, story for story.

Adolf. Upon my soul, I cannot help laughing. Capt. It's the best thing, depend upon it. I have been laughing some time, internally, at this

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