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
_Mar._ (_aside_). Now, well done, Livio!
Done like a man.
_Pal._ Thou say’st all taken?
_Brig._ All.
_Mar._ (_aside_). I fear joy will betray me.
_Pal._ It cannot be
They are all betrayed.
_Brig._ As many as had assembled
At the ten trysts were taken.
_Pal._ Who hath done it?
(_To Mar._) Take courage, dearest.
_Mar._ Ay, ay.
_Pal._ Nay, thou’rt pale.
_Mar._ I thought that I should faint. (_To Pal. aside._)
O, fly, Giovanni!
Fly now with me! thou see’st this game is lost.
_Pal._ Be still awhile. (_To Brigand._) And where wert thou?
_Brig._ In the city,
From house to house.
_Pal._ What say they there?
_Brig._ This tale 1830
I heard. ’Tis told that ’mongst our men was one
Of Benedettu’s band, who, being engirt,
Stabbed himself to the heart. Some cried thereon
That he was the betrayer. There are others
Who dare the thought I would not breathe if thou
Couldst think I thought it.
_Pal._ Hold! I know, I see.
All hath been like to build it. Who is with thee?
_Brig._ Three, and the boy Federigo.
_Pal._ Go to the hut:
There I will join you. [_Exit Brigand._
Margaret, fare thee well
Now for some time. This most untoward treason
Demands my care. Lucia is not far. 1841
_Mar._ What wilt thou do?
_Pal._ Whatever may be done:
Trust me.
_Mar._ O, while thou’rt safe, Giovanni, fly.
I claim thy promise. Remember it: thou wilt see
If I deride thee. We will make this ill
Our perfect good.
_Pal._ It cannot be. It cannot.
_Mar._ What wilt thou do?
_Pal._ I know not. Thou remain.
I will go see these men, and send thee word.
Farewell. [_Exit._
_Mar._ O, I had betrayed myself but that my fear
Took other pretext. Ah! well done, well done! 1851
The ruffians caught—Giovanni safe, and mine;
Giovanni mine. Ah, Messer Squarcialupu,
And all your gang. Lucia, ho, Lucia! [_Calling._
Yet will I have them treated well. Ay, now,
Manuel must know. No drop of their base blood
Shall stain my hand. Lucia!
_Enter Lucia._
_LUCIA._
Here I am.
_Mar._ The men are caught, Lucia; all goes well.
There’s none to steal Giovanni from me now.
We go to Rome. But first I must see Manuel. 1860
_Lu._ I pray he take all kindly.
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