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The Bride of Messina, and On the Use of the Chorus in Tragedy
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2017
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Thou stand'st. – yes! there my hopes repose, and all
That earth has of thy brother; in the bud
Nipped is your concord's tender flower, nor ever
With beauteous fruit shall glad a mother's eyes,
DON CAESAR
Be comforted; thy sons, with honest heart,
To peace aspired, but heaven's decree was blood!
ISABELLA
I know thou lovedst him well; I saw between ye,
With joy, the bands old Nature sweetly twined;
Thou wouldst have borne him in thy heart of hearts
With rich atonement of long wasted years!
But see – fell murder thwarts thy dear design,
And naught remains but vengeance!
DON CAESAR
Come, my mother,
This is no place for thee. Oh, haste and leave
This sight of woe.
[He endeavors to drag her away.
ISABELLA (throwing herself into his arms)
Thou livest! I have a son!
BEATRICE
Alas! my mother!
DON CAESAR
On this faithful bosom
Weep out thy pains; nor lost thy son, – his love
Shall dwell immortal in thy Caesar's breast.
First Chorus (CAJETAN, BERENGAR, MANFRED)
Break forth, ye wounds!
Dumb witness! the truth proclaim;
Flow fast, thou gory stream!
ISABELLA (clasping the hands of DON CAESAR and BEATRICE)
My children!
DON CAESAR
Oh, 'tis ecstasy! my mother,
To see her in thy arms! henceforth in love
A daughter – sister —
ISABELLA (interrupting him)
Thou hast kept thy word.
My son; to thee I owe the rescued one;
Yes, thou hast sent her —
DON CAESAR (in astonishment)
Whom, my mother, sayst thou,
That I have sent?
ISABELLA
She stands before thine eyes —
Thy sister.
DON CAESAR
She! My sister?
ISABELLA
Ay, What other?
DON CAESAR
My sister!
ISABELLA
Thou hast sent her to me!
DON CAESAR
Horror!
His sister, too!
CHORUS
Woe! woe!
BEATRICE
That earth has of thy brother; in the bud
Nipped is your concord's tender flower, nor ever
With beauteous fruit shall glad a mother's eyes,
DON CAESAR
Be comforted; thy sons, with honest heart,
To peace aspired, but heaven's decree was blood!
ISABELLA
I know thou lovedst him well; I saw between ye,
With joy, the bands old Nature sweetly twined;
Thou wouldst have borne him in thy heart of hearts
With rich atonement of long wasted years!
But see – fell murder thwarts thy dear design,
And naught remains but vengeance!
DON CAESAR
Come, my mother,
This is no place for thee. Oh, haste and leave
This sight of woe.
[He endeavors to drag her away.
ISABELLA (throwing herself into his arms)
Thou livest! I have a son!
BEATRICE
Alas! my mother!
DON CAESAR
On this faithful bosom
Weep out thy pains; nor lost thy son, – his love
Shall dwell immortal in thy Caesar's breast.
First Chorus (CAJETAN, BERENGAR, MANFRED)
Break forth, ye wounds!
Dumb witness! the truth proclaim;
Flow fast, thou gory stream!
ISABELLA (clasping the hands of DON CAESAR and BEATRICE)
My children!
DON CAESAR
Oh, 'tis ecstasy! my mother,
To see her in thy arms! henceforth in love
A daughter – sister —
ISABELLA (interrupting him)
Thou hast kept thy word.
My son; to thee I owe the rescued one;
Yes, thou hast sent her —
DON CAESAR (in astonishment)
Whom, my mother, sayst thou,
That I have sent?
ISABELLA
She stands before thine eyes —
Thy sister.
DON CAESAR
She! My sister?
ISABELLA
Ay, What other?
DON CAESAR
My sister!
ISABELLA
Thou hast sent her to me!
DON CAESAR
Horror!
His sister, too!
CHORUS
Woe! woe!
BEATRICE
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