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I bend my head with joy, and think it happiness
From thee, thou treasure of my heart, I learn
L. J. Gray. Oh! gloriously resolv'd! Hleav'n is my " My heart rejoices in thee more ev'n now, (witness, " Thus constant as thou art, in death thus faithful
Than when the holy priest first join'd our hands,
Gard. The day wears fast; Lord Guilford, have you Will you lay hold on life?
[thought? Guil. What are the terms? Gard. Death, or the mass, attend you..
Guil. 'Tis determin'd: Lead to the scaffold.
Gard. Bear him to his fate. Guil. Oh! let me fold thee once more in my arms, Thou dearest treasure of my heart, and print "A dying husband's kiss upon thy lip! Shall we not live again, ev’n in those forms ? Shall I not gaze upon thee with these eyes ? L. J. Gray. Oh, wherefore dost thou soothe me with
thy softness? Why dost thou wind. thyself about my heart, And make this separation painful to us? Here break we off at once; and let us now, Forgetting ceremony, like two friends " That have a little business to be done, • Take a short leave, and haste to meet again.
Guil. Rest on that hope, my soul-my wife . " L. J. Gray. No more.. .
Guil. My sight hangs on thee Oh, support me, In this last pang--and let us meet in bliss ! [Heav'n,
(Guilford is led off by the Guard. · L. J. Gray. Can nature bear this stroke?' First Wom. Alas, she faints !
Esupporting L. J. Gray. Wo't thou fail now ?-The killing stroke And all the bitterness of death is o'er.* [is past,
• When Lord Russel (who was beheaded in the time of Charles
Gard. Here let the dreadful hand of vengeance stay;'.
L.J. Gray. Cease, thou raven,
[Folding-doors at the back of the stage are opened
and discover a scaffold hung with black, Execu
tioner and Guards, And see my journey's end. L'irot Wom. My dearest lady.
L. J. Gray. Forbear, my gențle maids,
First Wom. Oh, never! never
L. J. Gray. Help to disarray,
[To First Wom. Hast been my old, my very faithful servant: In dear remembrance of thy love, I leave thee
the Second) took leave of Lady Russel on the morning of his exech. tion, as he turned away from her he said, “ The bitterness of death 66 is now pase." See Hume, Vol. VIII. ch. LXIX. p. 194. See also 1. Samuel xv. 32. and p. 236 of this Vol. line 21.
* It appears from the History that the names of the two women attending on Lady Jane, were Mrs. Elizabeth Tilney, and Mrs. Helen, io whom she gave her gloves and her handkerchief; that the
o to whom she gave her vraser-book was Sir John Bridges : and that she sent her Greek Testament to ber sister the pight before her executiou. See p. 311, 341 and 336. ,
This book, the law of everlasting truth :
Gard. Will you yet
L. J. Gray. Oh, Winchester! has learning taught To barter Truth for life?
[thee that: Gard. Mistaken folly! You toil and travel for your own perdition, Apd die for hateful errors. - In J. Gray. Who judge rightly, And who persist in error, will be known, Then, when we meet again. Once more, farewel,
To her womento Goodness be ever with you. "When I'm dead, • Intreat they do no rude dishonest wrong • To my cold, headless corpse; but see it shrouded, And decent laid in earth,
Gard. Wo't thou then die? Thy blood be on thy head.
L. J. Gray. My blood be where it falls; Yet the earth And may it never rise, or call for vengeance :* (hide it; Oh, that it were the last shall fall a victim To zeal's inhuman wrath! Thou, gracious Heav'n, Hear and defend at length thy suffering people; Raise up a monarch of the royal blood, Brave, pious, equitable, wise and good:
In thy due season let the hero come, .To save thy altars from the rage of Rome : • Long let him reign, to blew the rescu'd land,' And deal out justice with a righteous hand. And when he fails, oh! may he leave a son, With equal virtues to adorn his throne; To latest times the blessing to convey, And guard that faith for which I die to-day. [Lady Jane goes up to the scaffold. The doors
*" The voice of thy brother's blood crieth unto me from the “ ground.” Genesis iv. 10.
Enter PEMBROKE.* Pemb. Horror on horror! Proud outrageous ven.
Gard. The just reward of heresy and treason
Pemb. And can'st thou tell? Who gave thee to explore
* In my Preface to Jane Shore, page 99, I have quoted part of a passage from Johnson's Life of Rowe, where he censures bis want of attention to the unities. He then proceeds to say, “ Rowe by “ this licence, easily extricates himself from difficulties ; as in Jane “ Gray, when we have been territied with all the dreadful pomp of " public execution, and are wondering how the heroine or ihe poet “ will proceed, no sooner bas Jane pronounced some prophetic
rhymes than-pass and begone-the scene closes, and Pembroke “ and Gardiner are turned out upon the stage."
Upon the subject of the Unities I have offered a few remarks in the former place. I have bere endeavoured to get over a part of the difficulty by making doors to be opened and closed in the back scene, instead of the scene itself being drawn and closed again, which is, while the characters are on the stage, as if the wall between the two apartments should be removed and brought on again. In this way I have no objection to the scene as it now stands.
The palms of virtue heroes oft have worn;
* See The Author's Dedication, p. 351, and Note,
END OF THE FIRST VOLUME
HODSON, PRINTER, CAMBRIDGE.