The Dynasts: An Epic-Drama of the War with NapoleonHardy, Thomas
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The Dynasts: An Epic-Drama of the War with Napoleon
Hardy, Thomas
Napoleon I, Emperor of the French, 1769-1821 -- Drama; Napoleonic Wars, 1800-1815 -- Drama
I shall do what I say!... I don't know what--
What SHALL I do!
[She bursts into tears and rushes into her bedroom, followed by
the young KING and some of her ladies. There is a painful silence,
broken by sobbings and expostulations within. Re-enter one of the
ladies.]
LADY
She's sorely overthrown;
She flings herself upon the bed distraught.
She says, “My God, let them make up their minds
To one or other of these harrowing ills,
And force to't, and end my agony!”
[An official enters at the main door.]
OFFICIAL
I am sent here by the Minister of War
To her Imperial Majesty the Empress.
[Re-enter MARIE LOUISE and the KING OF ROME.]
Your Majesty, my mission is to say
Imperious need dictates your instant flight.
A vanward regiment of the Prussian packs
Has gained the shadow of the city walls.
MENEVAL
They are armed Europe's scouts!
[Enter CAMBACERES the Arch-Chancellor, COUNT BEAUHARNAIS, CORVISART
the physician, DE BAUSSET, DE CANISY the equerry, and others.]
CAMBACERES
Your Majesty,
There's not a trice to lose. The force well-nigh
Of all compacted Europe crowds on us,
And clamours at the walls!
BEAUHARNAIS
If you stay longer,
You stay to fall into the Cossacks hands.
The people, too, are waxing masterful:
They think the lingering of your Majesty
Makes Paris more a peril for themselves
Than a defence for you. To fight is fruitless,
And wanton waste of life. You have nought to do
But go; and I, and all the Councillors,
Will follow you.
MARIE LOUISE
Then I was right to say
That I would go! Now go I surely will,
And let none try to hinder me again!
[She prepares to leave.]
KING OF ROME [crying]
I will not go! I like to live here best!
Don't go to Rambouillet, mamma; please don't.
It is a nasty place! Let us stay here.
O Mamma 'Quiou, stay with me here; pray stay!
MARIE LOUISE [to the Equerry]
Bring him down.
[Exit MARIE LOUISE in tears, followed by ladies-in-waiting and
others.]
DE CANISY
Come now, Monseigneur, come.
[He catches up the boy in his arms and prepares to follow the
Empress.]
KING OF ROME [kicking]
No, no, no! I don't want to go away from my house--I don't want to!
Now papa is away I am the master! [He clings to the door as the
equerry is bearing him through it.]
DE CANISY
But you must go.
[The child's fingers are pulled away. Exit DE CANISY with the King
OF ROME, who is heard screaming as he is carried down the staircase.]
MADAME DE MONTESQUIOU
I feel the child is right!
A premonition has enlightened him.
She ought to stay. But, ah, the die is cast!
[MADAME DE MONTESQUIOU and the remainder of the party follow, and
the room is left empty. Enter servants hastily.]
FIRST SERVANT
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