|A token that with my dying breath I blest her,||110|
OFFIC. Bear this news to the Senate,
And guard their bodies till there's farther order.
Heav'n grant I die so well --
(Scene shuts upon them.)
[A room in PRIULI'S house.]
Soft music. Enter BELVIDERA distracted, led by two of her Women, PRIULI, and Servants.
PRIU. Strengthen her heart with patience, pitying heav'n.
BELV. Come, come, come, come, come! Nay, come
Prithee, my love. The winds! hark, how they whistle!
And the rain beats: oh, how the weather shrinks me!
|You are angry now; who cares? pish, no indeed.||5|
(JAFFEIR'S Ghost rises.)
Are you returned? See, father, here he's come again!
Am I to blame to love him? Oh, thou dear one!
|Why do you fly me? Are you angry, still, then?||10|
Stand off, don't hide him from me! He's here some-where.
Stand off, I say! -- What, gone? Remember't, tyrant!
I may revenge myself for this trick one day.
|I'll do't -- I'll do't. Renault's a nasty fellow.||15|
Enter Officer and others.
PRIU. News -- what news?
(Officer whispers PRIULI.)
OFFIC. Most sad, sir.
Jaffeir, upon the scaffold, to prevent
A shameful death, stabbed Pierre, and next himself:
Both fell together.
PRIU. -- Daughter --
(The Ghosts of JAFFEIR and PIERRE rise together, both bloody.)
|BELV. Hah, look there!||20|
On these poor trembling knees I beg it.
Here they went down. Oh, I'll dig, dig the den up.
|You shan't delude me thus. Hoa, Jaffeir, Jaffeir!||25|
My love! my dear! my blessing! help me, help me!
They have hold on me, and drag me to the bottom!
Nay -- now they pull so hard -- farewell --
|MAID. She's dead --||30|
PRIU. Then guard me from the sight on't:
Lead me into some place that's fit for mourning;
Where the free air, light, and the cheerful sun
May never enter. Hang it round with black;
|Set up one taper that may last a day --||35|
But bid all cruel fathers dread my fate.
Curtain falls. Exeunt omnes.____________________