But I must follow: this revolving day Awakes the memory of her ancient woes. [Exit ANNA. Glen. [Solus.] So! Lady Randolph shuns me : by and by I'll woo her as the lion wooes his bride. The deed's adoing now, that makes me lord Who stands betwixt me and my chief desire. And for the righteous cause, a stranger's cause, ACT II. SCENE,-A Court, &c. as before. Enter Servants and a Stranger at one door, and Lady RANDOLPH and ANNA at another. Lady Rand. What means this clamour? Stranger, speak secure ; Hast thou been wrong'd? have these rude men presumed To vex the weary traveller on his way? 1 Serv. By us no stranger ever suffer'd wrong: This man with outcry wild has call'd us forth; So sore afraid he cannot speak his fears. Enter Lord RANDOLPH and a Young Man, with their swords drawn and bloody. Lady Rand. Not vain the stranger's fears!- Lord Rand. That it fares well, thanks to this gallant youth, Whose valour saved me from a wretched death!- As down the winding dale I walk'd alone, And, mocking danger, made my foes his own. Struck to the ground, from whence they rose no more, The fiercest two; the others fled amain, My heart o'erflows with gratitude to heav'n; Το you and yours, Nor paused at peril, but humanely brave Fought on your side, against such fearful odds. Have you yet learn'd of him whom we should thank? Whom call the saviour of Lord Randolph's life? Lord Rand. I ask'd that question, and he an swered not: But I must know who my deliverer is. [To the Stranger. Strang. A low-born man, of parentage obscure, Who nought can boast but his desire to be A soldier, and to gain a name in arms. Lord Rand. Whoe'er thou art, thy spirit is en nobled By the great King of kings! thou art ordain'd As well as valour, to declare thy birth. Strang. My name is Norval: on the Grampian hills My father feeds his flocks; a frugal swain, To follow to the field some warlike lord: And heav'n soon granted what my sire deny'd. This moon which rose last night, round as my shield, Had not yet fill'd her horns, when, by her light, A band of fierce barbarians, from the hills, |