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The Pamphlet Collection of Sir Robert Stout: Volume 84

Enter Lazarillo

Enter Lazarillo.

Laz

Sir, in haste, a messenger.

King

Ah, from the Queen. Arrived at the Palace, and expecting me, just now. Provoking. Boy, call thy fellowship, and order straight they thrust forth yon stranger, page 22

And if our heavy anger thou'dst not incur, see it instant done.

Laz

Sire, I will. My benefactor, Don Caesar, I had nearly shot you just now.

Don C

Never mind, boy; where's that lady?

Laz

If you mean the mysterious lady, who—Ah ! here she comes ! Oh, signor, beware.

Don C

I must speak with her.

Laz

Alas! what peril.

Enter Maritana and Duetto.

Mar

A stranger here !

Don C

Is it thus we greet ?

Mar

That voice, that voice.

Don C

Once more me meet;
'Tis the Zingara.

Mar

Yes, Maritana.

Don C

Oh, Maritana, wild wood flower,
Did they but give thee a prouder name;
To place thee in a kingly bower,
And deck thee with a gilded shame ?

Mar

No, Maritana—tho' in this bower,
Lips the most pure shall never blame;
A captive, in a stranger's power,
She'll perish ere she yield to shame.
But who art thou my conduct thus to scan?

Don C

I am thy husband, Don Cæsar de Bezan.

Mar

My husband?
Thine for ever is the faithful heart.

Don C

Yes, yes, thy husband, never more to part.

Mar

But how prove it ? Dost thou remember
Those words which at the altar thou said'st to me?

Don C

Yes, yes, I'll prove it, I said, remember,
"The rest of existence I devote to thee,"

Both

Yes, yes, oh joy 'tis he.

Both

Yes, yes, oh joy 'tis she.
This heart, with bliss overflowing
Like the nectar bubbling wine
In the light of heaven glowing
Thrills with ecstacy divine.

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The Pamphlet Collection of Sir Robert Stout: Volume 84

Enter Lazarillo

Enter Lazarillo.