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and such courage, as at the head of an army would Duke. He threatened to–[To BERTOLDO.) Call enable him to conquer half the world! Would I Manfrone and Lomelino hither instantly. Fly! could once see this Rugantino!

(Erit BERTOLDO. Rug. "Who during this speech has come sofily from Steph. (Without.) Where is the duke? the alcove, and now claps the Duke on the shoulder.] Duke. What new alarm ? Look up, then!

Enter STEPHANO.
[The Duke starts from his chair; RUGANTINO
nods to him familiarly.

Steph. Justice, justice ! The prince of MilanDuke. Man—who art thou ?

Duke. Say on ! Be quick ! Rug. Thou seest me; and can'st doubt? Well Steph. Within this hour arrived at Venice. Even then, I am the Bravo Rugantino; Foscari's mur. now I found him in his chamber—bleeding-dying. derer, and the republic's most devoted slave.

Duke. Heavens! Duke. Rugantino, thou art a fearful, a detestable Steph. He murmured “A base assassin—" and man!

expired. Near him lay your written promise; a Rug. Aye! Well, perhaps I am so; but at least bloody dagger was struck through it, and "tis certain, Andreas, that you and I stand on the Duke. That dagger-Bring it! Away! same line; for at this moment are we the two

[Erit STEPHANO. greatest men in Venice, you in your way, I in

Enter BERTOLDO. mine. (The DUKE moves towards the door, RUGANTINO bars his passage.) Hold, friend ! not so fast! bers of Manfrone and Lomelino both are vacant.

Ber. (.A letter in his hand.) My lord, the chamwe must first have some conversation. Duke. Indeed! then be this the subject. Mark In vain (A sealed packet is thrown on the stage.

Duke. What's that ? me, misereant! Instantly confess who bribed you to murder Foscari, abjure your bloody trade, quit the

Ber. This letter was thrown into the balcony. republic, or I swear

(Giving it to the Duke.

Duke. Manfrone's hand ? I tremble. Read, read, Rug. Quit it? abjure—and why should I do all this ? through fear of thee? Ho, ho! (Laughing.1 my child. through fear of Venice ? Ha! Rugantino fears not

Ros. (Opens it, and reads.] “ Lomelino lies dead at Venice; 'tis Venice that fears Rugantino! Quit my feet, and his murderer compels me to write this in the republic? Well; on one condition

his blood- I die, Andreas, and by the hand of—". Duke. Name it.

(Screams, and drops the letter, which ihe Dure Rug. 'Tis a mere trifle. Give me your daughter

snatches up. for my bride.

Enter STEPHANO and Guards. Duke. Insolent! My daughter is already a prince's bride. Within this hour my written pro- the name of

Steph. Here is the dagger, and on the hilt stands mise sent to the Prince of Milan

Ros. (Looking at the dagger. 1? 'Tis Rugantino. Rug. Aye? Well, well; within another hour this

Duke. (Eramining the letter.] dagger in the prince's heart shall make your written promise void.

Rug. (Without.] Ho, ho !

All. Hark! Duke. Has heaven no lightnings?

[Goes to his seat.

(Some run to the balcony, the rest remain in Rug. Hear yet more : I've sold for ten thousand amazement.) queats the lives of your friends Lomelino and Manfrone: now give me Rosabella, and I'll break the bargain. Duke. (Snatches up the light, and hastens to the

АСТ II. door.) Monster! Guards, guards ! Rug. Say you so ? Thus then.

SCENE I.-The Palace Gardens. (Takes off his hat, and strikes out the light with

it; then steps back to the mirror, which he “ Huzzas” are heard without, and shouts of " Flodopushes away, and passes through the aperture.

ardo! Flodoardo !” Duke. Ha! miscreant. Lights ! lights, I say !

(The door opens

Enter RosaBELLA from the palace. Rug. (Putting his head out.] Au revoir, good Ros. He is returned! Flodoardo is returned ! father that is to be.

(Closes the mirror.Oh! joy rast utterance. But he returned against

my positive orders; I must be angry with him, very Enter BERTOLDO and Guards, with torches.

angry. But alas the day! how shall I manage to Duke. Seize him.

conceal my pleasure. See, see, he comes ! Ber. Whom, my lord? We see no one.

Enter RUGANTINO, clad in glittering armour, from the (The Guards search the room. Duke. Traitors! Have you let him pass ?

palace. Every trace of deformity is gone. Ber. Pass ? No one has past us.

Rug. (Aside.) She's here; and oh! so lovely! Duke. Not pass'd you ?

Alas! sweet maid! how would the roses of thy Ber. Nor is any one here.

cheek grow pale, knew'st thou, that the man now Duke. My brain turns round! 'Tis a fiend in approaching is the dreaded Rugantino. (He adhuman shape.

vances, bowing.) Lady! Enter ROSABELLA.

Ros. (Aside. I Cavalier--I-you-you have been

very long absent--that is—I mean-did you receive Ros. Dear father, what means

much pieasure from your travels ? Duke. Oh! my child-Rugantino—even now he Rug. Much; for everywhere I heard the praise was here.

of Rosabella. Ros. Good heavens!

Ros. Flodoardo! will you again offend me?

[graphic]

Rug. After this hour I shall never ofend you and as soon as all those are arrived, les more. Lady, I come to say farewell—for ever? are in this list, (Giring e paper,] your Rol. For eter! Ah!

Flodoardo, and can you then surround the only entrance to the sakea. leave me? Can you leave my father, I meant to them discharge their muskets, and it la

that signal will I produce before you do Rug. Your father?

Ragantino. Rat His friendship for you is so warm

Duke. You shall be obeyed. Bet ke Rug. I value it highly; but it cannot make me Rug. No questions. I must away; happy.

Res. (Weeping, and embracing kis] O! He Does then your happiness require so much ? ardo-perhaps—Ragantino's dagger-Bet,

Rug. It does, it does ! But one boon can make no : Heaven is just, heaven is metcal, and me happy; I bare begged for it on my knees ! meet again. Away then ! Come, faites, com [Pressing her hand to kia lipa.] I have begged for it, Rosabella, and my sait has been rejected.

Ras. (Trying gently to disengage her hand.] ER- SCENE II.-A ruined Western thusiast!

Rug. Drawing her nearer to him.] Rosabella! Enter PALIERI, MEMMQ, and Bestikt. Ron. What would you of me?

Fal. Our associates not arrived? Yet Rugs Rug. Your heart! my happiness!

charged us to master our forces bene, siger Red Flodoardo! (Force her hand from him.] to meet us at sunset. Lesre me! I command you leave me this instant Gon. 'Tis a perilous koare, that Rogantin

(He bons, and retirer. At the palace-gate he Mem. Perilous! I protest. I'm glad our pa atops, and we his hand.

be executed to-night if it's only that I may Rug. Lady, farewell! We meet-o more! into contact any more with that devil iscurs. Rek. Stay, oh! stay, Flodoardo! -I am thine. really believe he deals with the black gentle Rug. (Rushing back. ] Rosabella !

and that no mischief happens in Venice vibe Ror. T'hine, and for ever!

having a finger in the pie! If any one dis, He falls os hủe knee, and she sink upon his kills them; if a house is en fire, it's be kindlas borom.

nay, I'm morally certain, 'sa be that occasi Enter the Doks from the palace.

the last earthquake.

Fal. Yet at least he keeps bis word-Iezelt Duke. Do my eyes deceive me?

and Manfrae are already no more. Ros. (Skrieking.) My father!

Mem. Very true, but yet-Heigao! my poor te Duke. How has my confidence been betrayed. thousand ducats.

[He turns to leave them. Gon. Hark! Rug. Stay, noble Andreas; stay, and hear Fal. 'Tis Contarins.- Now, friend, where's RsDuke. Young man, what excuse?

gantino ? Rug. Excuse! Oh! I need none for loving Ro.

Enter CONTABINO. sabella ; 'twere for him to excuse himself, who had seen Rosabella, and not loved her. Andreas, I adore Con. Even now I left him. Flodoardo is returned, your daughter; I demand her for my bride.

and Rugantino thinks it good to dispatch him inDuke. You ? A needy stranger, who

mediately. I warrant be'll soon give a good secret Ros. (Hastening to the Duke, throwing her arms of him. round his neck, and hiding her face in his bosom.] Mem. Nay, when despatching is the business, ta Oh! be not incensed with him, dear father. do the gentleman justice, he loses no time.

Duke. Rosabella, hast thou given this youth thy Con. Are you all invited to the dake's met heart; given it to him-irrevocably?

night? Rug. (Repeats, and presses his hand against his Fal. All! and in the most urgent and Batering breast.] Irrevocably! Ah!

manner. (ROSABELLA raises her head, and extends her Con. That's well! it proves we are not sespeta hand towards RUGANTINO.

Mem. I only hope there's no triek in Jis I Duke. I am answered. Flodoardo, you see this this show of kindness should be only a take-in, maid; will you deserve her ?

- Mercy on me! my teeth chatter at the thought! Rug. Deserve her? Ask what thou wilt, and I Con. Mark me, friends; we must goanad to the swear

duke's. Duke. Mark then! The murderer of Manfrone Fal. Leave his highness to me; is paid is and Lomelino, of Foscari and the prince of Milan. quite at his service. Go, bring him hither: alive, or dead, thou must Gon. The whole council of ten are isried. give into my power the terrible banditti-king, Ru- Con. Down with them every man, gantino.

Mem. Aye, aye : fine talking: But sepse Rug. My noble lord !

should turn out to be" Down with argelyes", Ros. Oh! no, no, no; he must not ! Too surely Con. Silence, thou white-livered wretch! this detested monster

Mem. Come, don't be so snappish, if you that Rug. Detested! Oh! silence, Rosabella ; at least Con. The stroke of midnight must be the same allow me to hope. Wilt thou swear, Andreas, that for

Gonzaga's quitting the saloon, and bustezanjo Rugantino once in your power, nothing shall pre- seize the arsenal. vent Rosabella from being my bride ?

Fal. As soon as he hears the alarm bells Duke. I swear it.

miral Adorno will lead his people to our site Rug. Enough! Now mark me, duke-You give Con. Oh! our success is sure, and-Baterco a masque this night in the Nereid's Island ? Duke. I do. All Venice is invited.

rades approach. Be alert, friends; hastis bé Rug. 'Tis well. Let my purpose be kept secret; | distinguish our partisans,

tribute the arms and crimson scaris, which are

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Pisani and Conspirators.-Scarfs, swords,

Cupid descends; and Minerva on the other. Is, &c. are distributed; and each drawing his

The celestial palace comes down amidst thunder 1, they kneel, and suear fidelity,

and lightning; Jupiter, Juno, &c. come out of

the palace, which re-ascends; Pluto and Pro Strangers approach: Disperse, and remem. serpine rise on a burning throne ; they alight, at the signal isa

and the car sinks. Midnight!

[Eseunt, severally. Mem. Well, Pluto's as like Ruganthe Duke and Camilla, dressed as a syren,

Con. (Stopping his mouth.) Hush! a comb in one hand, and a lovking-yluss in the

[Proserpine expresses her envy of the beauty of

the three goddesses ; she waves her sceptre, and r.

a golden apple appears with this inscription, e. What news, Camilla ?

" For the fairest." She throws it before them, h. The best, your higbness. Everything's They contend for it. Marine music. At this the Tritons and Nereids are dressed, the gon. moment a rolley of musquetry is heard. All are waiting, and we're all impatient to be start in horror; the music stops abruptly; a

dead silence for a moment. e. Why, Camilla, you are in high spirits. All the Guests. What was that? a. In spirits ? In ecstasies! My head's at this Duke. (Aside.) 'Twas the signal. at a chaos of the most enchanting images, of Ros. Aside to CAMILLA.) My heart beats ! ig but masks, coloured lamps, and musicians, Mem. (To the Duke.) Suffer me to inquire what 5, cupids, and cockle-shells.

noise te. Delightful! And may I ask what you are (He opens the folding-dvors; the Porch appears

filled with Guards. .. (Curtseying.) A syren, your highness. Guards. Back! be. A syren! Truly, Camilla, 'twas lucky for Mem. Guards ? is that you were not a syren in his days; clos- The Guests, Guards ? Guards ? $ ears would not have availed him; he must Duke. Fear pothing, my friends! this precaution ;losed his eyes too.

regards no one here; but know, before an hour exr. (Curtseying.) Oh! merey! Oh! heaven! pires, you will see in this saloon—the Bravo Rue die, but your highness makes me blush ! gantino. le. 'Tis the better : Nothing becomes beauty All. How ? lushing.

(E.cit. Duke. Yes! Flodoardo has engaged . So, so! Such warmth! “Nothing becomes

Rug. (Without.] Give us way. y like" Let me die if his highness isn't a Ros. 'Tis he, and safe ! smitten with me himself.

(The Guards open to the right and left, and Ruph. (Without.) Camilla Signora Camilla !

GANTINO, still as FLODOARDO, rushes in, wrapt n. It's Stephano; and quite tritonized, I in a large mantle.

Mem. Bless me! I'm afraid that Enter STEPHANO, dressed as a triton.

Con. Be calm, signor! there is nothing to fear.

Rug. Signors, you all know my business bere. m. Charming, sigoor! charming! Well, let Answer then, Duke of Venice; have you not sworn,

But sea-green's a most becoming colour; that Rugantino once in your power, nothing shall hen that beard's so divinely degagée, as the prevent Rosabella from being my bride ? h have it.

Duke. I bave. pk. Very likely. But come, come! the duke Rug. Know then, he is in your power-is in mine.

Duke. Dead or living ? n. Stays for me? I fly, signor, I fly! Now

Rug. He still lives. for the Nereid's island.

[Ereunt. AU Consp. He lives!

Rug. He still lives, signors. Bowing. NE III.-A Grotto. In the centre, a large

Ros. (Embracing Camilla.) Did'st thou hear parch, with folding-doors.

that, Camilla ? the villain still lives! Not one Duke is seated under a canopy on an elerated drop of blood has stained the innocent band of Flo

doardo. one; FALIERI stands on the steps of it, converswith him. Two gothic seats below the throne. I'll prodnce the Bravo before you, and

Rug. Innocent ? Ah! now then be prepared; CONTARINO, MEMMO, and GONZAGA; Laura,

Cam. Oh, heavens! not here, signor! I sball SANT, Lords and Ladies, &c.

die of a thousand little fears, if you bring him here. 'n. Look, Gonzaga, how kindly the duke smiles Mem. And I shall die of ten thousand little fears. alieri,

Rug. Fear nothing, good Camilla. Be seated, n. "Tis plain that ne suspects nothing. Andreas. Let the rest arrange themselves behind . Now, Memmo, what are become of your the duke-Rugantino's coming. ?

(The Duke seats himself, ROSABELLA on one cm. Fears? I feel so bold, so desperate, that side leaning on Camilla; the Conspirators te long for midnight.

are on the other. m. (Laughing.) Oh, brave Memmo! (Music.] Rug. (Advancing towards the porch.) Rugantino! the masque is beginning. Look! Pan and the (A pause--he retires still further back.) Rugantino! in deities are arriving in honour of the birth- Ros. I tremble, lest of Thetis.

Rug. (Within the porch, but still in sight, though his (A procession enters, Pan dancing, Satyrs and back is turned to the spectators.] Rugantino! I say.

Hamadryads; Diana with her nymphs; Mars Ros. (Rushing towards him.] Oh! venture not, in his chariot; warriors; Bacchus seated on a Flodoardo. ton; bacchanals. On one ndo, Venue with [At the moment she lays her hand on his arm, he

for you.

firews of his cloak oed keines, and appear in closed after them.] Gaard them

the habis, end risi she couriensuce of fie Breme oe oeders Rag. He, bo

Drake. What means (ROSABELLA fails et his feet, ANDREAS serta Rug. It means, that this nigbt your from his chsis. 4 sáter e cry of surprise constitution of Venice were doomed to see

and terror. Rug. Now thes, you wished to see the Brave Case Noble Andreas, believe notRagantino? Here be stands, and is come to claim Rag. Silence! I know your whole e his bride.

oficers of justice by my orders bare alimente Cm. Without there! guards!

the gentry with the crimson scaris. Dar. 1 Rug. (Presenting a pistol.) That word again, and doubt you my truth? Mark then! [Tanzas you never speak another!

Conspirators] The first who ackauslediga ung Ros. (Recovering.) Dreadful illusion ! Methought shall be freely pardoned! I swear I, the Ba -Plodoardo

Rugantino. Rug. Illusion ? Rosabella, 'twas none; your be- item. (Falling at the Deadli Teca lored Flodoardo and the Braro Rugantino are the Rugantino bas told you true. same; in me you behold both.

Kug. Live! Ros. "Tis false, 'tis false! Flodoardo's actions Mem. So I will as long as I cas. were good and glorious as a demi-god's. Flodoardo Consp. 'Tis false, 'tis false! and thou—Wretch, whom many a bleeding gbost Rug. False? Then hear me, and then treske u has long since accused at the throne of heaven, frone and Lomelino, the dake's friends are easy dare not thou to profane the same of Flodoardo. (The doors fly open ; MANFRONE and L4 'Tis false, 'tis false

pear.] Away with them! Rug. Then mart, and be convinced. (He turns [ The DUKE embraces MANFRONE si Luca away, and in a moment appears wick FLODOARDO's Ros. Joy! joy! Camilla, joy! Ragasta ai countenance and the Brave's haiz Look on me then a murderer. Alas! and yet Foscari's deats now, Rosabella ; you see me changed; bat change Rug. Pear nothing, my love. Chance as I may, of one thing be assured; I am the man the cave, where Foscari lay robbed and woud whom you loved as Flodoardo. Rosabella, dost by banditti, and before the renerable man espe thou love me still?

I swore to revenge his murder: traced out the 1 Ros. (Throring herself on Camilla's bosom.] Man, lains, in whose society I received some biets man! Now God forgive you for torturing me so conspiracy: I made my plans for defeating cruelly.

known to Lomelino, who assisted me in my desiga Duke. Guards, seize him! To the scaffold ! he taught me a private entrance to the Da

Rug. What? Have I not kept my promise ? chamber, and persuaded Manfrone to share bis. Duke of Venice, will you not keep your oath? cealment, until it became needful that their las

Duke. It was given to the virtuous Flodoardo; should be believed.
with the murderer Pagantino I made no compact. Duke. But the prince of Milan's murder
Speak, senators; ought I to keep an oath so made ? Rug. Was imaginary. Stephano was in my!
Senators. No, no! to the scaffold!

cret, and acted by my orders. Mem. Aye, to the scaffold !

Duke. And the prince of Milan bimselt Rug. Is it so then ? and will no one intercede ? Rug. (Throwing off his Brave's kabi, and app: Sigoor Contarino! one word in my favour- ing splendidly dressed cit several orders, *, . Con. Away! address not thyself to me.

hold him ! Rug. Good Signor Memmo, plead for me. You Duke. Amazement! know me well, and

Ros. You ? you the prince of Milan! Mem. J? I know nothing at all about you. I Prince. Even so. The perfdy of one unga never saw you before-never heard of you—and woman had made me distrust the whole tea hope never to see or hear of you again.

swore never to unite my fate but to her to Rug. What? and does no one pity the wretched be constant to me under every circumstance! Rugantino ? No one? Are all silent ?-all? My bella has stood the trial; and I nova fate then is decided. To the scaffold! (Going as Milan's future mistress the Bravo's hace

Ros. | Springing forward, and falling at the DUKE's Ros. Oh, happy, happy Rosabella! feet, who is crossing to the Conspirators.) Mercy, Duke. How bright a sunshine tri mercy! Pardon him-pardon-Rugantino. stormy. Forth, forth, my son! !

Rug. Say'st thou so ? Ha, an angel pleads for torches show Venice ber preserver! La 13 Rugantino in his last moments.

voices join in the exulting shout, S Ros. He is a sinner, but leave him to the justice the Bravo!-Happy is the Bravo's bois of heaven! He is a sinner, but Rosabella adores All. Huzza! him still !

[ The folding-doors open — the less Duke. [Repulsing her.] Away, unworthy girl! lighted by the moon. Neptune el he dies.

enter-then Nereids and Tritons, Rug. And can you look on with dry eyes, while among them-ther CAMILLA A that innocent dove bleeds at your feet ? Go, bar- females as Syrens.-Lasi a barian, you never loved her as she deserved! (Rais. senting a rock of red coral Hosting ing her from the ground.) Now then she is yours no sea, whose waves are in motion. longer; thou art mine, Rosabella-art Rugantino's; mit of the rock is a brilliant thou lov’st me as I would be loved; I am blessed, which sits ROSABELLA. Artifisa and now to business. (The Duke returns to the hang over her, some seeming to par throne. He places ROSABELLA in CAMILLA's arms.) their wings, others with their bread Within there! (He sounds a whistle; Guards rush in, and surround the Conspirators; the doors are5 Dolphiné, spouting up water;

the rock forwards, which is draws

head of each stands a little Cupid, holding BELLA quits the machine, and receives the golden reins, with which he appears to guide apple from the Goddesses. The Prince and the animal. The three rival "Goddesses agree ROSABELLA enter the Conch, which ascends to to give Rosabella the apple, even Proser- its former elevation ; the machine moves on in pine applauding the decision. The Conch sinks triumph, and as it passes along the front of the yently, fill it touches the earth, when Rosa. stage, the curtain falls.

A N IM AL MAGNETISM;

A FARCE, IN THREE ACTS ;

BY MRS. INCHBAL D.

DRAMATIS PERSONÆ.

this hour, and every time with his eye fixed up to

the lattice of my window, and I had no heart to reMARQUIS DE LANCY

move from it, for every time he saluted me with a DOCTOR

most respectful bow.
LA FLEUR

Lis. Was his valet with him ?
JEFFREY

Con. No; but I saw another person in deep con-
PICCARD

versation with him ; a strange-looking man, who Francois.

appeared like one of the faculty, for his dress very

much resembled that of my guardian's.
CONSTANCE

Lis. Who could it be ?
LISETTE

Con. But what most surprised me, he had a let-
Servants.

ter in his hand, which he respectfully held up to me, but I could not reach it.

Lis. I know who it is: La Fleur, valet to the

Marquis, disguised as a doctor; and I have no ACT I.

doubt but, under that disguise, he will find means to introduce himself to your old guardian, and, per

haps, be brought into the very house; and if I can ENE I.-- An Apartment in the Doctor's House. assist his scheme, I will; for is it not a shame, the

Doctor should dare, here in Paris, to forbid you and Enter CONSTANCE, hastily, meeting LISETTE.

your servant to stir from home; lock us up, and on. Lisette, Lisette ! who do you think I have treat us as women are treated in Spain ? seen?

Con. Never mind, Lisette, don't put yourself in is. Your old guardian, I suppose.

a passion; for we can learn to plot and deceive, and on. Do you think I should look thus pleasant, treat him as men are treated in Spain. were him I meant?

Lis. Right, madam; and to prove I am not less is. Who, then ? our gaoler, who keeps the keys? inclined than yourself to Spanish manners, I am as on. What, poor Jeffrey ? Ha, ha, ha! How you much in love as you are.

Con. Not with the Marquis ? is. No, no; I guess who you mean: the young Lit. Do you think I don't know better where it quis de Lancy; and he has passed so frequently is my duty to love ? I am in love with his man. er your window, within these few days, that I Con. I wish I knew the contents of thar letter he amazed your guardian, with all his suspicions, held out to me. not observed him.

Lis. That you are beloved-admired; I can tell on. He has walked by above ten limes within every word in it; I know every sentence as well as

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