Mary Stuart

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Фридрих Шиллер

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2017

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Let all be now forgot, and only think
How to receive her with submissiveness.

MARY

Is Burleigh with her, too, my evil genius?

SHREWSBURY

No one attends her but the Earl of Leicester.

MARY

Lord Leicester?

SHREWSBURY

Fear not him; it is not he
Who wishes your destruction; – 'twas his work
That here the queen hath granted you this meeting.

MARY

Ah! well I knew it.

SHREWSBURY

What?

PAULET

The queen approaches.

[They all draw aside; MARY alone remains, leaning on KENNEDY.

SCENE IV

The same, ELIZABETH, EARL OF LEICESTER, and Retinue.

ELIZABETH (to LEICESTER)

What seat is that, my lord?

LEICESTER

'Tis Fotheringay.

ELIZABETH (to SHREWSBURY)

My lord, send back our retinue to London;
The people crowd too eager in the roads,
We'll seek a refuge in this quiet park.

[TALBOT sends the train away. She looks steadfastly at MARY, as she speaks further with PAULET.

My honest people love me overmuch.
These signs of joy are quite idolatrous.
Thus should a God be honored, not a mortal.

MARY (who the whole time had leaned, almost fainting, on KENNEDY, rises now, and her eyes meet the steady, piercing look of ELIZABETH; she shudders and throws herself again upon KENNEDY'S bosom)

O God! from out these features speaks no heart.

ELIZABETH

What lady's that?

[A general, embarrassed silence.

LEICESTER

You are at Fotheringay,
My liege!

ELIZABETH (as if surprised, casting an angry look at LEICESTER)

Who hath done this, my Lord of Leicester?

LEICESTER

'Tis past, my queen; – and now that heaven hath led
Your footsteps hither, be magnanimous;
And let sweet pity be triumphant now.

SHREWSBURY

Oh, royal mistress! yield to our entreaties;
Oh, cast your eyes on this unhappy one
Who stands dissolved in anguish.

[MARY collects herself, and begins to advance towards ELIZABETH, stops shuddering at half way: her action expresses the most violent internal struggle.

ELIZABETH

How, my lords!
Which of you then announced to me a prisoner
Bowed down by woe? I see a haughty one
By no means humbled by calamity.

MARY