BAR. How, mortified! 1 FRI. And is admitted to the sisterhood. BAR. Child of perdition, and thy father's shame! What wilt thou do among these hateful fiends? I charge thee on my blessing that thou leave These devils, and their damned heresy. ABIG. Father, give me [She goes to him. BAR. [Whispers to her.] Nay, back, Abigail, 1 FRI. Barabas, although thou art in misbelief, BAR. Blind friar, I reck not thy persuasions, (The board is marked thus ↑ that covers it,) [Aside to his daughter. For I had rather die, than see her thus. Seduced daughter? (Go, forget not.) [Aside to her. (To-morrow early I'll be at the door.) [Aside to her. No, come not at me, if thou wilt be damn'd, Forget me see me not, and so be gone. (Farewell, remember to-morrow morning.) Enter MATHIAS. [Aside. MATH. Who's this? fair Abigail, the rich Jew's daughter Become a nun, her father's sudden fall Has humbled her and brought her down to this: Tut, she were fitter for a tale of love, LOD. Why, how now, Don Mathias in a dump? MATH. Believe me, noble Lodowick, I have seen The strangest sight, in my opinion, That ever I beheld. LOD. What was't, I pry'thee? MATH. A fair young maid, scarce fourteen years of age, The sweetest flower in Cytherea's field, Cropt from the pleasures of the fruitful earth, And strangely metamorphos'd nun. LOD. But say, what was she? MATH. Why, the rich Jew's daughter. LOD. What, Barabas, whose goods were lately seiz'd? Is she so fair? MATH. And matchless beautiful; As had you seen her 'twould have mov'd your heart, Though countermin'd with walls of brass, to love, Or at the least to pity. LOD. And if she be so fair as you report, 'Twere time well spent to go and visit her: How say you, shall we? MATH. I must and will, sir, there's no remedy. LOD. And so will I too, or it shall go hard. Farewell Mathias. MATH. Farewell, Lodowick. [Exeunt. ACT THE SECOND. SCENE I. Enter BARABAS, with a light. BAR. Thus like the sad presaging raven that tolls 1 Enter ABIGAIL, above. ABIG. Now have I happily espy'd a time To search the plank my father did appoint; And here behold, unseen, where I have found The gold, the pearls, and jewels, which he hid. BAR. Now I remember those old women's words, Who in my wealth would tell me winter's tales, And speak of spirits and ghosts that glide by night About the place where treasure had been hid: And now methinks that I am one of those: For whilst I live, here lives my soul's sole hope, And when I die, here shall my spirit walk. ABIG. Now that my father's fortune were so good As but to be about this happy place; "Tis not so happy: yet when we parted last, BAR. Bueno para todos mi ganado no era : Who's there? ABIG. Who's that? BAR. Peace, Abigail, 'tis I. ABIG. Then, father, here receive thy happiness. [Throws down bags. BAR. Hast thou't? ABIG. Here, hast thou't? There's more, and more, and more. My gold, my fortune, my felicity; Strength to my soul, death to mine enemy; But I will practice thy enlargement thence: [Hugs his bags. BAR. Farewell my joy, and by my fingers take Singing o'er these, as she does o'er her young. SCENE II. [Exeunt. Enter GOVERNOR, MARTIN DEL Bosco, and KNIGHTS. Gov. Now captain tell us whither thou art bound? Whence is thy ship that anchors in our road? And why thou cam'st ashore without our leave? |