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._ I pray there may be nothing
That meddles with my place.
_Ph._ Read here, your excellence. [_Reads._
_By reason of advices late received,
The kings commands are that the sealed despatch_ 2600
_Writ for emergency be now held valid,
And put in force by you._
_Hu._ Where’s the despatch?
_FERDINAND._
’Tis in my keeping.
_Hu._ (_to Philip_). Know’st thou its contents?
_Ph._ Nay, sir; not I.
_Hu._ Pray let us see it, straight.
_Ph._ Adjourn we to my secretary’s chamber:
A moment will discover it. [_Exeunt._
SCENE · 3
_Reception-room at the Palace. As first scene of first act. CONSTANCE,
ROSSO, and MANUEL disguised._
_CONSTANCE._
Nay, I can walk. I am very well. See, Manuel,
There’s no one here: thou mayst be Manuel
Yet awhile. Is not this, love, a recovery
To make the memories of sickness glad? 2610
The days seem years since I stood here. But now
Must I see Philip?
_MANUEL._
Be kind to him, Constance.
The self-condemned need more than full forgiveness
Ere they forgive themselves.
_Con._ I am too happy
To be unkind. And where is Margaret?
I long to rally her about her lover.
Sweet Margaret caught: Margaret who mocked us all.
Hath she not chosen a madcap brother for us?
_Man._ Well, I had wished for Rosso, love; but women
Favour strange fellows.
_ROSSO._
She was difficult 2620
To win, and now at least she has met her match.
_Man._ I pray all may go well. Indeed I have hope
That Hugo is by this possessed of orders
Which will resolve all trouble.
_Con._ Hush, father Thomas;
See, here they come.
_Enter Hugo, Philip, Livio, and Ferdinand._
_HUGO._
My dearest daughter, ’tis a happy day.
Thy health and safety—Ay, I am glad to see
Thy face of happiness, and I can add
Now to thy joy. King Frederick is crowned,
And I shall rule in Sicily.
_Man._ (_aside_). How is this? 2630
_Con._ Then for this happy news grant me, dear father,
One favour. Philip here will join in asking.
_PHILIP._
Ere it be asked, I wish before all here
To say some words. Good father, hast thou won
The lady’s ear for me?
_Man._ I have, your grace.
_Ph._ May I speak, Constance?
_Con._ Philip, you may speak.
_Ph._ Once I asked this, and thou didst bid me then
Speak and end all. Hear while I speak my last.
I have wronged thee, Constance.
_Con._ That is now forgiven.
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