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Ja<(. PoHow, follow, comrades. He cannot escape.—" Follow, follow!" {Forces without).

Guil. (rushes in)—We are close upon him—I saw him distinctly—Altieri! Altieri! 'tis Guillaume calls.

Alt. My friend (advancing)—my only friend.

Guil. You have no time for thanks—plunge into the deepest shade, and lie conceal'd till the pursuit is past. • ,•, -. ... »•

Jaq. "Pollow—rhe entered this part of the forest." . ,.. ', *. ,

Guil. Away !—to the left, to the left. •
/'altieri retires as Jaques enters).

Jaq. Have you found him ^ " ", 1

Guil. No, he's too nimble for us. V -; ,

Jaq. Too nimble! why I thought—I'm sure I heard voices. , „ ..

Guil. Yes, so did he—your confounded howling gave him due notice of your approach.

Jaq. Humph! you may thank yourself for it —he was safe in your custody once—yoii should have kept him so—but )Ou are so plaguy compassionate.;

Guil. How!—dare you suspect me!

Jaq. I know you—you are too full of this humanity ;—witness the English captives, the basket of provision last night—I observed it—'tis contrary to order—so look to yourself, or keep a civil tongue."

Guil. Do you threaten, scoundrel ! hear me— those English, when in their power, have ever treated us with kindness and compassion—so they treated me; and.if ever I forget it, may I become a wretch, mean and contemptible as thou art.

Jaq. Ah! that's all very fine-—but while you preach, this fellow escapes. • Guil. Well, forward then-*-this way he went— but remember, that mercy to a brave Enemy is the brightest laurel on the Conqueror's brow. [ExeuntGuillame looking bach anxiously.

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The Quay at DieppeAn Hotel on the right oj the Stage-—Merckandrze of various sorts lying at the backShipping in the Harbour beyond.

GLEE.—Seamen*, , 7

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Tom. Ecod there's a rare cargo—I reckon after thecustom-househa' rummaged them a bit—I shall swing my hammock at old Madam Arundel's— and all ihe French landlord's congees, and my Lor Anglais, won't better him a pinch of oakum—.

Block. Ah, I never thought to see a thoroughbred seaman, like Tom Tough, sail in the wake of such a cock-boat as Sir Francis Faddle.

Tom. Why look ye, Block—I've seen some service in my time, but I'm now little better than a sheer hulk;—and when the old Admiral, Sir Frank's father, broke from the moorings of life—

Block. What, not alive t '. ^

Tom. No more life in him, than one o'the dead eyes o'the Dreadnought—stiff as the mainmast—death has brought him to, and he's safe moor'd at last in smooth water, and a blessed harbour. He was a kind heart, and as brave too, as ever laid an enemy alongside, or cut a passage thro' a boarding netting.

Block. Ah, you've weather'd some squalls together.'

Tom. We have that;—and when the Admiral struck his colours—as we all must—some time or other (with reverence)—I promised to slick by his son as I had by him—but I don't much understand the trim of this gingerbread son of his-*— he whiffles and skims about like a dog-vane on^the weather-quarter in a cat's-paw—while his father was as steady as his flag at the fore in a sevenknot breeze-*-firm as the mast, and immoveable as the colours it supported, But come, bear a band, or Sir Frank will heave in sight a'fore we're clear'd for action. • .. .!

[Exii Block.—Tom turns up the Stage, and at goods, '• .•

Enter Altiebi.

Alt. So far I have eluded all enquiry-^-once on board, and I am saved—should I never return, farewell my dearest Eliza, perhaps for ever.




Dear maid, should I never return,

Oh give to remembrance a tear!
The love in my heart still shall burn*

For one who has cherish'd it here.
For ever! for ever, dear maid!

II. '"' ' •

Dear maid, though thy loss I deplore.

Should fate all our sorrows dispel,
I ne'er may be torn from you more,
• Till in death we may sigh a farewell,

For ever! for ever, dear maid I • *

Tom. What cheer, brother!

Alt. A stranger, I would learn when the next packet sails for England.

Tom. When the wind chops about.

Alt. Weather-bound too! Stranger, I am faint -with hunger and with thirst. , Tom. What, banyan-day, may-hap?—you shall mess with me,—see, here's the victuallings office—I'll line your planks with some English beef and a can of grog :—that will fetch up your lee-way with a wet sail, J warrant; so heave a-head, my hearty.

Alt. We—we shall not be interrupted?

Tom. TntCTrupted! by whom? Alt. I had forgotten—this transport \ Tom. Transport! why, Lord help the man f there's nbt brie iri the harbour, Monnseer a little crazy,"I take it. Come, it seems to ha' been hard a-weather- wrth you for some tim&—Helms a-lee —about you are—(Ai/ttERi enters tlie Hotel).— Damme, he looks as if he'd been on short allowance all his voyage—poor devil 1 . [Exit.

Enter Captain Laure£.

Jmu. At length hostilitiet^ve ceased, and I am again at liberty—yet, ere * embark, I must inquire if my sister be now at Dieppe—'twould be unkind to leave France without seeing her.— Perhaps together we may hail the white cliffs of Albion; that happy land! the guard of the weak/ the Support of the stranger.

** SONG*—Laveeu

Undaunted is peril, and foremost in dangerj

Ever ready the rights of mankind to defend;
The guard of the weak, and support of the stranger;

To oppression a foe, and to freedom a friend:
Amid the rude scenes of dismay and commotion,

Since Anarchy first her red baimer unfurl'd. Still ftr.ni as a rock in her own native ocean,

Stood England, the Anchor and Hope of the World.

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Sweetest spot on the earth t where true honour combining
With justice and truth, gives a strength to the whole j

Where the rose-bud of beauty with valour entwining,
Exaltetii the heart, and enlargeth the soul.

* This Song was written by W, J. Lake, Esq.

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