Poetical Works of Robert Bridges, Volume 4 — John Shaqi
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
Hark, Livio.
I have learned somewhat from Philip: the Spanish court
Is open to my enemies. My best hope
If things go worse will be to sail for Spain
And face them boldly there. ’Tis an extremity
’Twere best to avoid: but since my hands are tied
I may be forced; and am so far resolved,
That if Palicio now should raise the town, 230
And come to attack the palace, I shall fly.
I have had a way cut thro’ the chapel wall,
Whence by a covered passage I can reach
The harbour, where I keep a ship prepared.
Thee I must leave. But let this news be spread,
That Philip is with Manuel; it may serve
To draw the people thither—his being here
Would have impeded my escape. And first
We’ll go the rounds, and see that at all points
The watch is strong and wakeful. Come with me.
[_Exeunt._
SCENE · 2
_Hall in Manuel’s house. Enter PALICIO in woman’s
clothes, bleeding, a dagger in his hand._
_PALICIO._
No one, no sound. Can I hide here I am safe.
I have given the curs the slip, if I can hide. 242
Safe ... But this wound, the blood runs like a river:
Unless they track me by it I am clear—so far.
A paltry stab. I’ll bind it round and tie it
To stop the blood—so, so. Now, where to hide?
For here is no protection; ’tis the house
Of the chief justiciary ... a doubtful ’scape
From prison here. Yet when I saw the wall
’Twas home; then, oh, my God! this flip-flap gear
Shackling my knees—Over! ha, ha! the fools 251
Will never guess that leap. But I must hide:
Slip out ere morn: or if not that, be bold,
Give myself up to Manuel. Is that hope?
Manuel the just. ’Twere best reserve that hope
Till others fail. Hark!—steps. Where can I get?
Behind this curtain—so. [_Hides._
_Enter Manuel, Philip, Margaret, and Servant._
_MANUEL_ (_to servt._).
Giuseppe, show the duke my room.
(_To Ph._) Taking us unawares o’erlook, I pray,
The want of ceremony. You will find all comfort
For sleep or wakefulness.
_PHILIP._
This is the flower 260
Of hospitality. Now, for old sakes,
I’d beg some meaner shift, to prove me mindful
Of ancient benefits.
_MARGARET._
O, be content:
My brother’s luxury will not o’erwhelm you
With obligation.
_Man._ Rest you well. Good-night!
_Mar. and Ph._ Good-night!
[_Exit Philip with servant._
_Man._ Margaret!
_Mar._ My brother!
_Man._ You did ill to-night.
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