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But I must follow: this revolving day
[Exit Anna. Glen. [Solus.~] So! Lady Randolph shuns me:
by and by
I'll woo her as the lion wooes his bride.
Who stands betwixt me and my chief desire.
SCENE,—A Court, $c. as before.
Enter Servants and a Stranger at one door, and Lady Randolph and Anna at another.
Lady Hand. 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!—
How fares my lord? Lord Rand. That it fares well, thanks to this
Whose valour saved me from a wretched death !—
The fiercest two; the others fled amain,
My heart o'erflows with gratitude to heav'n;
Lord Rand. I ask'd that question, and he answered not: But I must know who my deliverer is.
[ To the Stranger.
Strung. 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 ennobled
By the great King of kings! thou art ordain'd
Strung. My name is Norval: on the Grampian
My father feeds his flocks; a frugal swain,
Had not yet fill'd her horns, when, by her light, A band of fierce barbarians, from the hills,