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And youthful smile of nature; form'd for joys Peter. You have your liberty,
Unknown to mortals. You seem indispos'd. And may depart unquestion'd.
Aro. The crime of constitution-Oh Gustavus ! Aro. Do not mock me.
(Aside. It is not to be thought, while power remains, This is too much!- And think you then, my lord-That Christiern wants a reason to be cruel. What, will the royal Christiern e'er consent But let him know, I would not be oblig'd. To match his daughter with his deadliest foe? He, who accepts the favours of a tyrant,
Peter. What should he do? War else must Shares in his guilt; they leave a stain behind them.
be eternal. Peter. You wrong the native temper of his Besides, some rumours from his Danish realms soul;
Make peace essential here. Cruel of force, but never of election ;
Arv. Yes, peace has sweets Prudence compellid him to a show of tyranny; That Hybla never knew; it sleeps on down, Howe'er, those politics are now no more, Culld gently from beneath the cherub's wings; And mercy in her turn shall shine on Sweden. No bed for mortals-Man is warfare.-All
Arv. Indeed ! it were a strange, a bless'd reverse, A hurricane within ; yet friendship stoops, Devoutly to be wish'd: but then, the cause, And gilds the gloom with falsehood-Undone! The cause, my lord, must surely be uncommon.
undone Arvida! May I presume ?
Peter. Is 't possible, my lord! the prince ArPerhaps a secret ?
vida! My friend! [Embraces him. Peter. No- or, if it were,
Arv. Confusion to the name ! [Turns. The boldness of thy spirit claims respect,
Peter. Why this, good Heaven? And whereAnd should be answered.-Know, the only man, fore thus disguis'd ? In whom our monarch ever knew repulse, Aro. Yes, that accomplish'd traitor, that Gus Is now our friend; that terror of the field,
tavus; Th'invincible Gustavus.
While he sat planning private scenes of happiness, Aro. Ha! Friend to Christiern ?-Guard thy-Oh, well dissembled! he he sent me hither; self, my heart !
My friendly, unsuspecting heart a sacrifice, Nor seem to take alarm-[Aside.]—Why, good To make death sure, and rid him of a rival.
Peter. A rival! Do you then love Christiern's What terror is there in a wretch proscrib'd,
daughter ? Naked of means, and distant as Gustavus ? Aro. Name her not, Peterson, since she can't Peter. There you mistake-Nor knew we, till
be mine : this hour,
Gustavus ! how, ah! how hast thou deceiv'd me! The danger was so near.-From yonder hill Who could have look'd for falsehood from thy He sends proposals, back'd with all the powers
brow, Of Dalecarlia, those licentious resolutes, Whose heavenly arch was as the throne of virtue ! Who, having nought to hazard in the wreck, Thy eye appear'd a sun, to cheer the world, Are ever foremost to foment a storm.
Thy bosom truth's fair palace, and thy arms, Aro. I were too bold to question on the terms. Benevolent, the harbour for mankind. Peter. Notrust me, valiant man, whoe'er Peter. What's to be done? Believe me, va
liant prince, I would do much to win a worth like thine, I know not which most sways me to thy interests, By any act of service, or of confidence.- My love to thee, or hatred to Gustavus. The terms Gustavus claims, indeed are haughty; Aro. Would you then save me? Think, conThe freedom of his mother, and his sister,
trive it quickly!
(vengeance, His forfeit province, Gothland, and the isles Lend me your troops by all the powers of Subrnitted to his sceptre-But the league, Myself will face this terror of the North, The bond of amity and lasting friendship, This son of fame-this-0, Gustavus-What? Is, that he claims Christina for his bride. - Where had I wander'd! Stab my bleeding country! You start, and seem surpris'd.
Save, shield me from that thought! Ard. A sudden pain
Peter. Retire, my lord ; Just struck athwart my breast.—But say, my lord, For, see, the princess comes! I thought you nam'd Christina ?
Ard. Where, where ? Peter. Yes.
Ha! Yes, she comes indeed! her beauties drive Art. O torture !
(Aside. Time, place, and truth, and circunstance before What of her, my good lord ?
them! Peter. I said, Gustavus claim'd her for his bride. Perdition pleases there-pull-tear me from her! Ard. His bride! his wife!
Yet must I gaze—but one—but one look more, You did not mean his wife?-Do fiends feel this? And I were lost for ever.
SCENE III.-An Apartment in CHRISTIERN's Down, heart, nor tell thy anguish:—Pray excuse
Palace. me, Did you not say, the princess was his wife?
Enter CHRISTINA and MARIANA. Whose wife, my lord ?
Christina. Forbid it, shame! Forbid it, virgin Peter. I did not say what was, but what must be.
modesty! Ard. Touching Gustavus, was it not ? No, no, my friend, Gustavus ne'er shall know it. Peter. The same.
O!'I am overpaid with conscious pleasure : Aro. His bride!
The sense but to have sav'd that wondrous man, Peter. I say his bride, his wife; his lov'd Is still a smiling cherub in my breast, Christina !
And whispers peace within. [consequence, Chrstina, fancied in the very prime
Mar. 'T'is strange, a man, of his high note and
Should so evade the busy search of thousands; I heard it all; your cruel, cruel father,
Christina. Ah! What of him? Where, where It was the favourite name of every language.
is he? His slightest motions fill’d the world with tidings; Laer. In Dalecarlia, on some great design, Wak'dhe, or slept, fame watch'd th' important Doom'd in an hour to fall by faithless hands: hour,
His friend, the brave, the false, deceiv'd Arvida, And nations told it round.
Even now prepares to lead a band of ruffians Mar. Madam, I've heard, that when Beneath the winding covert of the hill, Gustavus lay detain'd in Denmark,
And seize Gustavus, obvious to the snares Your royal father sought the hero's triendship, Of friendship's fair dissemblance. And your fathe And offer'd ample terms of peace and amity.
Has vow'd your beauties to Arvida's arms, Christina. He did : he offer'd that, my Mariana, The purchase of his falsehood. For which contending monarchs sued in vain; Christina. Shield me, Heaven! He offer'd me, his darling, his Christina; Is there no let, no means of quick prevention? But I was slighted, slighted by a captive,
Laer. Behold my life, still chain'd to thy direcThough kingdoms swell’d my dower.
My will shall have a wing for every word (tion; Mar. Amazement fix me!
That breathes thy mandate. Rejected by Gustavus !
Christina. Will you, good Laertes ? Christina. Yes, Mariana ;--but rejected nobly: Alas! I fear to overtask thy friendship. Not worlds could win him to betray his country! Say, will you save me then-Oh, go, haste, fly! Had he consented, I had then despis'd him. Acquaint Gustavusif, if he must fall, What's all the gaudy glitter of a crown? Let hosts that hemn this single lion in, What, but the glaring meteor of ambition, Let nations hunt him down- let him fall nobly. That leads a wretch benighted in his errors, Laer. I go, and Heaven direct me to him. Points to the gulf, and shines upon destruction.
(Esit. Mar. You wrong your charms, whose power Christina. Ye powers ! if deaf to all the vows I might reconcile
Yet shield Gustavus, for Gustavus' sake; (make, Things opposite in Nature- -Had he seen you? Protect his virtues from a faithless foe,
Christina. I'll tell thee- -Yet while inexpert And save your only image left below. (Ereunt. I heard of bloody spoils, the waste of war,
. And dire conflicting man; Gustavus' name
SCENE I.-Mountains of Dalecarlia. Superior rose, still dreadful in the tale:
Enter GUSTAVUS as a peasant; SIVARD and De Then first he seiz'd my infancy of soul,
lecarlians following. As somewhat fabled of gigantic fierceness, Too huge for any form; he scar'd my sleep,
Gust. Yemen of Sweden, wherefore are ye come? And fill d my young idea. Not the boast
See ye not yonder, how the locusts swarm, Of all his virtues (graces only known
To drink the fountains of your honour up, To him and heavenly natures !) could erase
And leave your hills a desert ?- Wretched men! The strong impression, 'till that wondrous day Why came ye forth ? Is this a time for sport? In which he met my eyes.
Or are ye met with song and jovial feast, [ants? What then was my amazement! he was chain'd: To welcome your new guests, your Danish visit Was chain'd! Like the robes
To stretch your supple
necks beneath their feet, Of coronation, worn by youthful kings,
And fawning, lick the dust ?-Go, go my countryHe drew his shackles. "The Herculean nerve
men, Brac'd his young arm; and, softend in his cheek, Each to your several mansions, trim them out, Lived more than woman's sweetness ! Then his Cull all the tedious earnings of your toil, (ters eye!
To purchase bondage.—Bid your blooming daugh His mien ! his native dignity! He look’d,
And your chaste wives, to spread their beds with As though he had captivity in chains,
softness; And we were slaves around.
Then go ye forth, and with your proper hande Mar. Did he observe you?
Conduct your masters in; conduct the sons Christina. He did: for, as 1 trembled, look’d, of lust and violation- -O, Swedes! Swedes! and sighd,
Heavens ! are ye men, and will ye suffer this ? His eyes met mine; he fix'd their glories on me. There was a time, my friends, a glorious time! Confusion thrillid me then, and secret joy,
When, had a single man of your forefathers Fast throbbing, stole its treasures from my heart, Upon the frontier met a host in arms, And, mantling upward, turn d my face to crimson. His courage scarce had turnd; himself had stood, I wish'd—but did not dare to look-he gaz'd;
Alone had stood, the bulwark of his country, When sudden, as by force, he turn'd away,
Come, come ye on then. Here I take my stand! And would no more behold me.
Here on the brink, the very verge, of liberty;
Although contention rise upon the clouds,
Mix heaven with earth, and roll the ruin onward
I fix, and breast me to the shock, Laer. Ah, bright imperial maid ! my royal Till I or Denmark fall. mistress?
Siv. And who art thou, Christina. What wouldst thou say? Thy That thus wouldst swallow all the glory up: looks speak terror to me.
That should redeem the times ? Behold this brease Laet Oh, you are ruin'd, sacrific'd, undone ! The sword has till'd it; and the stripes of slaves
Shall ne'er trace honour here ; shall never blot As best might thank him. But from that bless'd
Count all the glories of Gustavus o'er,
Siv. Yes, I was there.—A bloody field it was, Gust. Rightly thought;
Sid. Strike me, ye powers !-It is illusion all! To see my gallant cousin, great Gustavus,
It cannot -It is, it is! Tell him—for once, that I have fought like him,
(Falls and embraces his knees. And would like him have
Gust. Oh, speechless eloquence! Conquer'd.
Rise to my arms, my friend. Gust. Oh, Danes! Danes !
Sio. Friend ! say you, friend ? You shall weep blood for this. Shall they not, O, my heart's lord! my conqueror ! mybrother?
Gust. Approach, my fellow soldiers, your Gus Yes, we will deal our might with thrifty vengeance, Claims no precedence here.
(tavus A life for every blow, and, when we fall, Haste, brave men! There shall be weight in't; like the tott'ring Collect your friends, to join us on the instant; That draw contiguous ruin.
(towers, Summon our brethren to their share of conquest, Sid. Brave, brave man!
And let loud echo, from her circling hills,
The bounds of utmost Sweden.
(Exeunt Dalecarlians, shouting Here be the trusty gleanings of that field, Where last we fought for freedom ; here's rich
Enter LAERTES. poverty,
[nions; Laer. Thy presence nobly speaks the man 1
There is a friendly semblance in that face,
Laer. No, valiant prince, you over-rate nig Sip. Death! Victory or death!
service; All. No bonds! no bonds !
There is a worthier object of your gratitude, Arn. Spoke like yourselves.—Ye men of Dale- Whom yet you know not.-Oh, I have to tellcarlia,
But then, to gain your credit, must unfold
For thou hast wak'd my soul into a thought Speak, name the man,
That holds me all attention. Who then should meet your wish ?
Laer. Mightiest man ! Sir. Forbear the theme.
[weight To me alone you held yourself oblig'd W.; wouldst thou seek to sink us with the For life and liberty.-—-Had it been so, Of grievous recollection ? Oh, Gustavus ! I were more bless'd, with retribution just Could the dead wake, thou wert the man. To pay thee for my own. -For on the day Gust. Didst thou know Gustavus ?
When by your arm the mighty Thraces fell, Sio. Know him! Oh, Heaven! what else, Fate threw me to your sword.—You spar'd my who else was worth
And, in the very whirl and rage of fight, (youth The knowledge of a soldier? That great day, Your eye was taught compassion from that hour When Christiern, in his third attempt on Sweden, I vow'd my life the slave of your remembrance ; Had summ'd his powers, and weigh'd the scale And often as Christina, heavenly maid ! of fight;
The mistress of my service, question'd me On the bold brink, the very push of conquest, Of wars and vent'rous deeds, my tidings came Gustavus rush'd, and bore the battle down; Still freighted with thy name, until the day In his full sway of prowess, like Leviathan In which yourself appear'd, to make praise speech That scoops his foaming progress on the main, Christina saw you then, and on your fate (less And drives the shoals along-forward I sprung, Dropp'd a kind tear; and, when your noble scorr All emulous, and lab’ring to attend him; Of proffer'd terms provok'd her father's rage Fear fied before, behind him rout grew loud, To take the deadly forfeit, she she only, And distant wonder gaz'd. At length he turn'd, Whose virtues watch'd the precious hour inte And having eyed me with a wondrous look [ble!
mercy, Of sweetness mix'd with glory-Grace inestima- All trembling, sent my secret hand to save you He pluck'd this bracelet from his conquering arm, Where, through a pass unknown to all visi And bound it here.-My wrist seem'd treble nerv'd:
keepers, My heart spoke to him, and I did such deeds I led you forth and gave you to your libertv
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-Be it so;
Gust. Oh, I am sunk, o'erwhelm'd with won- | I know thy error, but I know the arts, drous goodness,
The frauds, the wiles, that practis'd on thy virtue, But were I rich and free as open mines, Firm how you stood, and tower'd above mortality; That teem their golden wealth upon the world, Till, in the fond unguarded hour of love, Still I were poor, unequal to her bounty. The wily undermining tempter came, Nor can I longer doubt, whose generous arm, And won thee from thyself—a moment won thee In my Arvida, in my friend's deliverance, For still thou art Arvida, still the man Gave double life and freedom to Gustavus. On whom thy country calls for her deliverance.
Laer. A fatal present! Ah, you know him not; Already are her bravest sons in arms; [Shout. Arvida is misled; undone by passion;
Mark how they shout, impatient of our presence, False to your friendship, to your trust unfaithful. To lead them on to a new life of liberty, Gust. Ha! hold!
To name, to conquest.-Ha! Heaven guard my Laer. I must unfold it.
brother! Gust. Yet forbear.
Thy cheek turns pale, thy eye looks wild upon me; This way—I hear some fwting-pray you, soft- Wilt thou not answer me į If thou hast aught to urge against Arvida,
Arv. Gustavus! The man of virtue, tell it not the wind;
Gust. Speak Lest slander catch the sound, and guilt should Ard. Have I not dream'd ? triumph
(Ereunt. Gust. No other I esteem it.
Where lives the man, whose reason slumbers not? SCENE II.- Mountains of Dalecarlia.
Still pure, still blameless, if, at wonted dawn, Enter AUVIDA, speaking to a MESSENGER. Again he wakes to virtue.
Ard. He's here bear back my orders to your Aro. Oh, my dawn That not a man, on peril of his life, (fellows, Must soon be dark. Confusion dissipates, Advance in sight 'till call’d.
To leave me worse confounded. Mess. My lord, I will.
[Erit. Gust. Think no more on't. Aro. Flave I not vow'd it, faithless as he is, Come to my arms, thou dearest of mankind! Have I not vow'd his fall ? Yet, good Heaven! Art. Stand off"! Pollution dwells within my Why start these sudden tears ? On, on I must,
touch, For I am half way down the dizzy steep, (now- And horror hangs around me.-Cruel man! Where my brain turns.-A draught of Lethe Oh, thou hast doubly damn'd me with this goodOh, that the world would sleep-to wake no more! For resolution held the deed as done, (ness; Or that the name of friendship bore no charm That now must sink me.-Hark! I'm summon'd To make my nerve unsteady, and this steel
hence, Fly backward from its task ! it shall be done.- My audit opens! Poise me! for I stand Empire! Christina ! though th' affrighted sun Upon a spire, against whose sightless base Start back with horror of the direful stroke, Hell breaks his wave beneath. Down, down I It shall be done. Ha! he comes !
dare not, How steadily he looks, as Heaven's own book, And up I cannot look, for justice fronts me.The leaf of truth, were open'd on his aspect ! Thou shalt have vengeance ; though my purpling Up, up dark minister- -his fate calls out
blood [Puts up the dagger. Were nectar for Heaven's bowl, as warm and rich, To nobler execution ; for he comes
As now 'tis base, it thus shouid pour for pardon. In opposition, singly, man to man, As though he brav'd my wish.
(Gustavus catches his arm, and in the strug
gle the dagger falls. Enter Gustavus.
Gust. Ha! hold, Arvida.—No, I will not lose
thee[They look for some time on each other ; AR
vida lays his hand on his Swoord, and Forbid it, Heaven! thou shalt not rob me so; withdraws it by turns; then advances ir- No, I will struggle with thee to the last, resolutely.)
And save thee from thyself. Oh, answer me!
Wilt thou forsake me ? Answer me, my brother. Grust. Is it then so ?
Ard. Expose me, cage me, brand me for the tool Ard. Defend thyself.
Of crafted villains, for the veriest slave, Gust. No-strike
On whom the bend of each contemptuous brow I would unfold my bosom to thy sword, Shall look with loathing. Ah, my turpitude But that I know, the wound you give this breast Shall be the vile comparative of knaves Would doubly pierce thy own.
To boast and whiten by! Arv. I know thee not
Gust. Not so, not so. It is the time's eclipse, and what should be He, who knows no fault, knows no perfection. In nature, now is nameless.
The rectitude, that Heaven appoints to man, Gust. Ah, my brother!
Leads on through error; and the kindly sense Are What wouldst thou ?
Of having stray d, endears the road to bliss; Gust. Is it thus we two should meet? It makes Heaven's way more pleasing! Om Aro. Art thon not false ? Deep else, oh, deep 'Tis hence a thousand cordial charities brother. Were my damnation.
[indeed, Derive their growth, their vigour, and their Gust. Dear, unhappy man!
sweetness. My heart bleeds for thee. False I'd surely been, This short lapse Flad I like thee been tempted.
Shall to thy future foot give cautious treading, Ard. Ha! Speak, speak,
Erect and firm in virtue. Didst thou not send to treat with Christiern? Art. Give me leave.
(Offers to pass Gust. Never.
Gust. You shall not pass.
Ard. I must.
Upborne by thee, my soul disdain'd the terms Gust. Whither ?
are ye not at the hands of tyrants ? Ard. I know not_O Gustavus !
Are ye not markid, ye men of Dalecarlia, Gust. Speak.
Are ye not markd by all the circling world Arn. You can't forgive me.
As the last stake; what but liberty, [year, Gust. Not forgive thee!
Through the fam'd course of thirteen hundred Ard. No:
Aloof hath held invasion from your hills, Look there.
(Points to the Dagger. And sanctified their shame ?-And will ye, will ye And yet, when I resolv'd to kill thee,
Shrink from the hopes of the expecting world; I could have died-indeed I could—for thee, Bid your high honours stoop to foreign insult, I could have died, Gustavus !
And in one hour give up to infamy Gust. Ob, I know it.
(passion, The harvest of a thousand years of glory? A generous mind, though sway'd a while by And. Die all first ! Is like the steely vigour of the bow,
Gust. Yes, die by piecemeal ! Still holds its native rectitude, and bends
Leave not a limb o'er which a Dane may triumph But to recoil more forceful. Come, forget it. Now from my soul I joy, I joy my friends,
To see ye fear'd; to see, that even your foes Enter SIVARD.
Do justice to your valour !—There they be, Sio. My lord, as now I pass'd the mountain's The powers of kingdoms, summ'd in yonder host, brow,
Yet kept aloof, yet trembling to assail ye. I spy'd some men, whose arms, and strange attire, And, oh, when I look round and see you here, Give cause for circumspection.
Of number short, but prevalent in virtue, Gust. Danes, perhaps;
My heart swells high, and burns for the encounter. Haste, intercept their passage to the camp. True courage but from opposition grows;
[Erit SIVARD. And what are fifty, what a thousand slaves, Art. Those are the Danes, that witness to my Match'd to the sinew of a single arm shame.
(Arvida; That strikes for liberty ? that strikes to save Gust. Perish th' opprobrious term! not so, His fields from fire, his infants from the sword, Myself will be the guardian of thy fame; His couch from lust, his daughters from pollution, Trust me, I will—But see, our friends approachAnd his large honours from eternal infamy? Oh, clear,
What doubt we then ? Shall we, shall we stand While I attend them clear that cloud, my brother,
here! Thiat sits upon the morning of thy youth.
Let us on!
Oh, yes, I read your lovely fierce impatience! Enter ANDERSON, ARNOLDUS, SIVARD, You shall not be withheld, we will rush on them OFFICERS, foc.
This is indeed to triumph. Ard. Let us all see him!
And. Oh, lead us on, Gustavus; one word moro
Is but delay of conquest.
Gust. Take your wish. Through wounds, imprisonments, and chains, and He, who wants arms, may grapple with the foe, deaths,
And so be furnish’d. You, most noble Anderson, Thus sudden, thus unlook'd for, stands before ye. Take the let routeYou, Eric, great in arms !
Divide our powers, and with the famid Olaus As one escap'd from cruel hands I come, From hearts that ne'er knew pity;
With the renown'd Nederbi, hold the right, And know no music but the groans of Sweden.
And skirt the forest down; then wheel at once, L'et, not for that my sister's early innocence
Confess’d to view, and close upon the vale: And mother's age now grind beneath captivity; Myself, and my most valiant cousin here, Nor that one bloody, one remorseless hour
Th' invincible Arvida, gallant Sivard,
Arnoldus, and these hundred hardy veterans, Swept my great sire and kindred from my side ; For them, Gustavus weeps not ;
Will pour directly on, and lead the onset. But , O great parent, when I think on thee!
Bold are our hearts, and nervous are our hands. Thy numberless, thy nameless, shameful infamies, With us, truth, justice, fame, and freedom close, My widow'd country! Sweden! when I think
Each singly equal to a host of foes. (Exeunt. Upon thy desolation, spite of rage
ACT IV. And vengeance that would choke them—tears
SCENE 1.—The Palace. will flow. And. Oh, they are villains, every Dane of them, Enter CHRISTIERN, CHRISTINA, Mariana, and Practis'd to stab and smile; to stab the babe,
PETERSON. That smiles upon them.
Christina. I heard, it was your royal pleasure Arn. What accursed hours
I should attend your highness.
[Sir Roll o'er those wretches, who, to fiends like these, Christ. Yes, Christina, In their dear liberty have barter'd more
But business interferes. Than worlds will rate for ?
[Exeunt CHRISTINA and MARIAN Gust. O liberty, Heaven's choice prerogative! True bond of law, thou social soul of property,
Enter an OFFICER Thou breath of reason, life of life itself!
Off. My sovereign liege, For thee the valiant bleed. O sacred liberty! Wide o'er the western shelving of yon hill, Wing'd from the summer's snare, from flattering We think, though indistinctly, we can spy; ruin,
Like men in motion mustering on the heath, Like the bold stork you seek the wintery shore, And there is one, who saith he can discern Leave courts, and pomps, and palaces to slaves, A few of martial gesture, and bright arms, Cleave to the cold, and rest upon the storm. Who this way bend their action.