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alliance with your brother gives her a common interest in the lustre of our house ?-Why have I, like a fond parent, forbid you society ?-kept you sacred from the arts of our sex, and the more dangerous follies of your own?-lock'd you up and guarded you, like the archives of my own family, that you might increase in value, as you advanced in years ? —Why? but to secure you from the contagion of a degenerate world--who feel more anxiety about the means of supporting new families, than awful reverence for the names of old ones, and would meanly thrive by plebeian industry, rather than diet on the rich recollection of their immortal ancestry.
Julia. But my dear father, just now, kindly condescended to
he would suffer me to reason with him on this subject. Can birth, alone, entitle a man to the high distinction you speak of --And surely Lord Dartford
Sir Will. Grant me patience, heaven ! Do you call in question the prudence of my choice? Ungrateful Julia, never more will I hear you on this subject—and now attend
final determination-To-morrow you marry Lord Dartford.
Julia. To-morrow, sir !-You will not
Sir Will. Positively to-morrow-neither remonstrances, nor tears, shall sway me from
determin'd purpose. I leave you now to your reflections, and go to adjust the necessary preliminaries of a ceremony, that will recal you, inconsiderate girl, to duty and to reason.
[Exit. Julia. Is it possible !--Can my father thus shut his heart to the distresses of his Julia ?-My brother too, happy in his own affections, not only abandons me to the interested rigour of his cruel ambition, but assists and animates him in the prosecution of his views. Wretched, friendless Julia! whither wilt thou turn? -Ah, Manly, that amidst the various excellencies of thy heart there is yet a careless generosity in thy nature
-an irregular, though not ungraceful, excess in thy very virtues, which, though it neither forbids esteem, por damps affection, yet gives the alarm to delicacy, and checks the full pleasure of a fearless, unsuspecting confidence--were it not for this, I think I could not deny myself with thee a willing asylum from the severities of this domestic persecution. [Erit.
Scene II.- Sir William's Garden.
Enter YOUNG MANLY.
without discovery-what a devil of a wall have I had to scramble
to obtain even the chance of an interview --The sulky grandeur of your ancient battlements was always the difficulty and the glory of an enamour'd hero-But what can the maddest of the most venerable lads of chivalry lay claim to, that does not to the fall as reasonably belong to me? I have all their hopes with all their apprehensions--all their fears with all their confidence-all their weakness with all their fortitudeSo I think it cannot be denied but that I possess as many good sound contradictions in my character as the best of themI have not indeed the gift of waiting that those gentlemen had, for I begin already to feel impatient at Julia's delay. Would I cou'd gain but a distant glimpse of her, or hear one strain of her enchanting voice-dear melodious voice! soft as a lover's sigh embodied into music, and sweet as the inspired eloquence of a consenting smile~But soft! soft! she approaches, and in tears! let me endeavour to learn the cause of them, before I make my appearance; what must he be composed of, and what does he not deserve, who has been profane enough to excite them!
[Retires behind a trea
Enter Julia, and seats herself in un alcove. Julia. Here let me rest awhile, and endeavour to collect my scattered thoughts. Could it be believed that my father, strict as his general notions of honour are, should think of forcing me to become the wife of a man whom my soul abhors !
Y. Man. Forcing thee!
Julia. When, too, he is convinc'd of my being attach'd to another.
Y. Man. To another!
Julia. He is kind and generous, capable of the most ardent and disinterested passion.
Y. Man. It must be me.
Julia. I dread the levity of his nature-Oh, Manly,
Y. Man. I am sure I can't tell.
Julia. How gladly cou'd I owe the relief of my present afflictions to thy kindness, but for the dread of being afterwards exposed to the severer calamity of thy indifference ! Oh why, why, Manly, cannot I confide in thee?
Y. Man. [ Comes forward.] Why indeed! Dear generous Julia, banish these apprehensions, I never can injure truth, innocence, and beauty like thine.
Julia. Mr. Manly! How you have alarmed me! What a rash step is this-But fly, I conjure you; if you have any regard for my happiness—fly.
Y. Man. Fly, Julia? Yes, swifter than a lover's thought; but you must be the partner of my flight.
Julia. You cannot surely be serious.
V. Man. So serions that I shall not stir one single step without you-Julia, Julia, this is no time for trifling er for ceremony. To be candid with you, I have over
you are with me,
heard you, and if I deserve punishment for the involuntary offence, reserve it till the danger is over that threatens you.
Julia. Indeed, Mr. Manly, your generous concern for me leaves me as little right, as I have inclination to be severe, but therefore it is I intreat you to quit this scene of danger-You know the fury of my relations.
Y. Man. Nay, Julia, I care not how soon I go-As we depart together you cannot reasonably suspect me of being an advocate for delay.
Julia. What can you mean?
Y. Man. Mean!Why to decide my fate on the instant-Either to follow you as your humble slave through the wide world of happiness, for it can have no place in it forbidden to delight while or meet with resignation, on the spot, the bitterest resentment of your vindictive family.
Julia. Oh! Manly, give me not such a fatal proof of your affection—I will consider of your proposal by tomorrow—but go now, I beseech you.
Y. Man. Not a step--If I am stubborn, Julia, you are my example. , I have not often such authority for my conduct-I will not quit you till I am assured of your deliverance from this unnatural tyranny.
Julia. Hear me for a moment. I do not wish to conceal from you how much my gratitude is interested in your safety-The embarrassment of my present situation, added to this dangerous evidence of your attachment, will, I hope, in some measure, excuse me for the confession I am about to -But, indeed, sir, indeed—what shall I say? A womanish apprehension prevails over my tongue, and sways it from the direction of my heart, in spite of me --Indeed, I cannot go
with you-Character, prudence, duty forbid it.
Y. Man. I confess, madam, I was prepared to expect more candour and more decision from the lips of Miss Wingrove..
Julia. Dear. Manly, I thank you for this rebuke-it brings me back to myself—something must be allowed to the fond agitation of a woman's fears--but they are gone; Love himself, unfriendly as he is to truth, yet smiles propitiously upon a slow obedience to it at last. Meet me at one, in the avenue before our house, and then with more safety to my Henry, as well as more security to our enterprise, I will resign myself and all my hopes to your faithful guidance.
Y. Man. Dearest Julia, on my knees I thank you, I am oppressed at once with love and gratitude-It is needless to say with what anxious vigilant punctuality I will obey your mandate--with what idolatry of submissive affection, I will watch over every rising thought, and half-formed object of your future life. [Rises.] From this moment, then, dismiss all apprehension of your Henry's levity, and be satisfied that
Julia. I am satisfied-Surely, I have proved I am so
Y. Man. Can I forget the consecrated moment!
Scene III.-Lord Dartford's House.