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Doug. Revenge! for what?
0. Noro. For being what you are;
Doug. I scorn it not.
0. Noro. I fear you will too far.
Doug. Here in this place
0. Noro. My blessing rest upon thee!
Before he speaks it out I will accept;
Enter Lady RANDOLPN.
[ear, Lady Rand. Didst thou complain aloud to nature's That thus in dusky shades, at mid-night hours, By stealth the mother and the son should meet?
[Embracing him. Doug. No; on this happy day, this better birth-day, My thoughts and words are all of hope and joy.
Lady Rand. Sad fear and melancholy still divide
Doug. First, let me tell
Lady Rand. My heart forebodes some evil!
Doug. 'Tis not good. At eve, unseen by Randolph and Glenalvon, The good old Norval in the grove o’erheard Their conversation : oft they mention'd me With dreadful threatnings; you they sometimes nam'd. 'Twas strange they said, a wonderful discov'ry; And ever and anon they vow'd revenge.
Lady Rand. Defend us, gracious God! we are betray'd: They have found out the secret of thy birth; It must be so. That is the great discovery. Sir Malcolm's heir is come to claim his own; And they will be reveng'd. Perhaps even now, Arm'd and prepar'd for murder, they but wait A darker and more silent hour, to break Into the chamber where they think thou sleep'st.
* Allading to David and Goliath. , Sce before, p. 279. Note * See also p. 303, and Note t.
+ “ When the husbandmen saw him, they reasoned among " themselves, saying, This is the heir : come, let us kill him, that “ the inheritance may be ours. Luke xx. 14. See also Matt. III, 38. and Mark X11. 7.
This moment, this, Ileav'n hath ordain'd to save thee!
Doug. And leave you here?
the ancient servants of your house,
Doug. I yield me and obey: but yet my heart
Lady Rand. If thou regard'st thy mother, or rever'st
the current of thy temper sets.
The love of thee, before thou saw'st the light,
Doug. What shall I say? how can I give you comfort!
Lady Rand. I will not utter what my bosom feels.
[Embracing I give my best, then bow to Heav'n's high will.
[Separate. Gaze not, on me, thou wilt mistake the path; I'll point it out again.
[Exeunt. [Just as they are separating, enter from the wood
Lord RANDOLPH and GIENALVON.] Lord Rand. Not in her presence. Now
Glen. I'm prepar'd.
Lord Rand. No: I command thee stay.
[Exit Lord Randolph. [Glenalvon makes some steps to the same
side of the stage, listens and speaks. Glen. Now, my good sword, for double slaughter here! The lover and the husband both must die.
[Lord Randolph behind the scenes Lord Rand. Draw, Villain! draw.
Doug. Assail me not, Lord Randolph; Not as thou lov'st thyself. [Clashing of swords.
Glen. [Running out.] Now is the time. Enter Lady Randolph at the opposite side of the Stage
faint and breathless. Lady Rand. Lord Randolph, hear me; all shall be But spare! oh spare my son!
Lady Rand. He lives, he lives:
Doug. It was Glenalvon.
Lady Rand. Behind thee! Ah; thou’rt wounded ! 0
How pale thou look'st! and shall I lose thee now?
Doug. Do not despair : I feel a little faintness; I hope it will not last.
[Lcans upon his sword. Lady Rand. There is no hope! And we must part! the hand of death is on thee! O my beloved child! O Douglas, Douglas !
[Douglas growing more and more fuint. Doug. So soon to part: I have not long been Douglas. Clouded and hid, a stranger to myself, Lost to my mother, lost to all that's great, In low and poor obscurity I liv’d.
Lady Rand. Has Heav'n preserv'd thee for an end like Teach us, great Pow'r, to bend our wills to thine. [this?
Doug. O had I fallen as my brave fathers fell, Turning with firm-strung arm the tide of battle! Like them I should have smild and welcom'd death. But thus to perish by a villain's hand!
Lady Rand. Forget the villain; and look up to Heav'n, In whose unerring hand the villain is An instrument.
[Douglas falls. Doug. True. But, unknown I die. No tongue discoursing shall of Douglas speak