Poetical Works of Robert Bridges, Volume 4Bridges, Robert
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Poetical Works of Robert Bridges, Volume 4
Bridges, Robert
English drama; English poetry
_Hu._ O, the double-faced
Pretentious Greek! But in this other matter
We have him. I’ll charge the deed to his face. He’ll not
Deny it. The embassy delayed last night
May sail this evening, and with them aboard 1570
Shall Manuel fare to the king with his accusers.
We shall at least be rid of him. I will call him.
[_Rings a bell._
Thou hast done me a good service.
_Ph._ Shall I remain?
_Hu._ I beg you. The cursed villain!
_Enter Servant._
I await
The chief justiciary. Shew him hither. [_Exit servt._
_Ph._ (_aside_). I shall not face him well. He must not guess
My part in this: say he be proved a traitor,
And I abhor all such as undermine
The fabric of the throne,—yet have I shared
His guilt at heart, both in my wish to find it 1580
And from my profit in it! ’Twould seem less foul
To steal a man’s fair earnings than to glean
The waste of his crime. I’ll stand and take what comes.
_Enter Manuel._
_MANUEL._
My service to your excellence.
_Hu._ Ay, well.
’Tis of thy service I would speak. Attend me.
Thou art an honest man; in all Palermo
No name so fair as thine. There’s none would dream
That thou at any press wouldst blink the right
In thine own interest: now for these three years
Thou hast done justice honour, holding up 1590
Her majesty for worship: we ourselves
Have strained or waived opinion oftentimes
In trust of thee. ’Twas not then at first hearing
We took the tale which strong concurrent proofs
Now make me charge thee with. Know that ’tis said
That thou hast given a refuge in thy house
To John Palicio. Deny’t, I pray thee.
_Man_. ’Tis true, your excellence.
_Hu._ Then first I bid thee
Return him into custody.
_Man._ Last night
He left me without warning. 1600
_Hu._ Gone! Then, by heaven!
Thou’rt doubly guilty.
_Man._ I admit my guilt
Upon the point of negligence: for the rest
I beg your excellence will hear my plea.
Palicio is my kinsman: he was driven
Without his purpose, nor with my connivance,
To shelter in my house. The claim of nature
Withstood the challenge of my royal duty
Suspended now in the interregnum ...
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