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
_Liv._ He is in the palace dungeon,
Awaiting death.
_Mar._ He’s my near kinsman, Livio, 1990
And must not die: and, being condemned to die,
I, as his kinswoman, desire a pass
To visit him in prison when I choose. [_Livio writes._
My purpose with him is to extort a pledge
That he will leave the country, on which condition
I look for his release.
_Liv._ Here is the order.
And use it as thou wilt.
_Mar._ (_taking_). I thank you for it.
_Liv._ If ’tis so near thee he go quit, what means
Better than mine to work it?
_Mar._ I have means.
_Liv._ With whom?
_Mar._ I have the means.
_Liv._ Believe it not. 2000
There’s none could win this favour of my father.
Hath not his cry been _Death to Hugo_?
He’s more than rebel. There’s a private hate
Which makes his sentence grateful.
_Mar._ I have means.
_Liv._ ’Twere easier wouldst thou trust me. See, ’tis done
Without more words. Margaret, I’ll risk this thing
For thee. Palicio shall escape to Spain,
To Naples, where thou wilt, if thou ...
_Mar._ If what?
_Liv._ Margaret, accept my love.
_Mar._ O, Livio,
I am too sad to be angry with thee now. 2010
But know if ever thou wouldst merit love
By generosity, thou must not beg
A bargain. ’Do this and I’ll love thee,’ ay,
That may be said, but not ’I’ll do this thing
If thou wilt love me’: and thou, Livio,
A chief justiciary!
_Re-enter Blasco._
_Liv._ Hush, I pray thee!
_Bl._ The lady Margaret! We are very happy
In this return.
_Mar._ (_aside to Blasco_). What hadst thou of Palicio?
_Bl._ Ha! Sayst thou?...
_Mar._ (_aside_). Meet me at the palace, count.
I have thy letter. (_To Liv._) I see there is no place here 2020
In my house for me. I have still a hope, and in it
Shall fortify my comfort ... If aught is heard
I shall be with thy sister. Thou and Blasco
May serve me if ye will. [_Exit._
_Liv._ What said she to you?
_Bl._ Art not thou too accustomed to her wit?
I bring ill news. Thy sister still is worse,
And calls for thee, and Rosso thinks ’tis well
That thou shouldst go.
_Liv._ Bide thou here in my place ...
_Bl._ Nay, I must go with thee. [_Exeunt._
SCENE · 2
_A public place. MANUEL disguised as a friar meeting ROSSO._
_MANUEL._
’Tis doctor Rosso.
_ROSSO._
At your service, father. 2030
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