the complete poetical works-第17节
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Hyp。 Farewell； Sir Count。
＇Exeunt VICTORIAN and HYPOLITO。
Lara。 Farewell！ farewell！ farewell！
Thus have I cleared the field of my worst foe！
I have none else to fear； the fight is done；
The citadel is stormed； the victory won！
＇Exit with FRANCISCO。
SCENE VII。 A lane in the suburbs。 Night。 Enter CRUZADO and
BARTOLOME。
Cruz。 And so； Bartolome； the expedition failed。 But where
wast thou for the most part？
Bart。 In the Guadarrama mountains； near San Ildefonso。
Cruz。 And thou bringest nothing back with thee？ Didst thou
rob no one？
Bart。 There was no one to rob； save a party of students from
Segovia； who looked as if they would rob us； and a jolly little
friar； who had nothing in his pockets but a missal and a loaf of
bread。
Cruz。 Pray； then； what brings thee back to Madrid？
Bart。 First tell me what keeps thee here？
Cruz。 Preciosa。
Bart。 And she brings me back。 Hast thou forgotten thy
promise？
Cruz。 The two years are not passed yet。 Wait patiently。 The
girl shall be thine。
Bart。 I hear she has a Busne lover。
Cruz。 That is nothing。
Bart。 I do not like it。 I hate him；the son of a Busne
harlot。 He goes in and out； and speaks with her alone； and I
must stand aside； and wait his pleasure。
Cruz。 Be patient； I say。 Thou shalt have thy revenge。 When
the time comes； thou shalt waylay him。
Bart。 Meanwhile； show me her house。
Cruz。 Come this way。 But thou wilt not find her。 She dances
at the play to…night。
Bart。 No matter。 Show me the house。
＇Exeunt。
SCENE VIII。 The Theatre。 The orchestra plays the cachucha。
Sound of castanets behind the scenes。 The curtain rises； and
discovers PRECIOSA in the attitude of commencing the dance。 The
cachucha。 Tumult； hisses； cries of 〃Brava！〃 and 〃Afuera！〃 She
falters and pauses。 The music stops。 General confusion。
PRECIOSA faints。
SCENE IX。 The COUNT OF LARA'S chambers。 LARA and his friends
at supper。
Lara。 So； Caballeros； once more many thanks！
You have stood by me bravely in this matter。
Pray fill your glasses。
Don J。 Did you mark； Don Luis；
How pale she looked； when first the noise began；
And then stood still； with her large eyes dilated！
Her nostrils spread！ her lips apart！ Her bosom
Tumultuous as the sea！
Don L。 I pitied her。
Lara。 Her pride is humbled； and this very night
I mean to visit her。
Don J。 Will you serenade her？
Lara。 No music！ no more music！
Don L。 Why not music？
It softens many hearts。
Lara。 Not in the humor
She now is in。 Music would madden her。
Don J。 Try golden cymbals。
Don L。 Yes； try Don Dinero；
A mighty wooer is your Don Dinero。
Lara。 To tell the truth； then； I have bribed her maid。
But； Caballeros； you dislike this wine。
A bumper and away； for the night wears。
A health to Preciosa。
（They rise and drink。）
All。 Preciosa。
Lara。 （holding up his glass）。
Thou bright and flaming minister of Love！
Thou wonderful magician！ who hast stolen
My secret from me； and mid sighs of passion
Caught from my lips； with red and fiery tongue；
Her precious name！ O nevermore henceforth
Shall mortal lips press thine； and nevermore
A mortal name be whispered in thine ear。
Go！ keep my secret！
（Drinks and dashes the goblet down。）
Don J。 Ite！ missa est！
（Scene closes。）
SCENE X。 Street and garden wall。 Night。 Enter CRUZADO and
BARTOLOME。
Cruz。 This is the garden wall； and above it； yonder； is her
house。 The window in which thou seest the light is her window。
But we will not go in now。
Bart。 Why not？
Cruz。 Because she is not at home。
Bart。 No matter； we can wait。 But how is this？ The gate is
bolted。 （Sound of guitars and voices in a neighboring street。）
Hark！ There comes her lover with his infernal serenade！ Hark！
SONG。
Good night！ Good night； beloved！
I come to watch o'er thee！
To be near thee；to be near thee；
Alone is peace for me。
Thine eyes are stars of morning；
Thy lips are crimson flowers！
Good night！ Good night beloved；
While I count the weary hours。
Cruz。 They are not coming this way。
Bart。 Wait； they begin again。
SONG （coming nearer）。
Ah！ thou moon that shinest
Argent…clear above！
All night long enlighten
My sweet lady…love！
Moon that shinest；
All night long enlighten！
Bart。 Woe be to him； if he comes this way！
Cruz。 Be quiet； they are passing down the street。
SONG （dying away）。
The nuns in the cloister
Sang to each other；
For so many sisters
Is there not one brother！
Ay； for the partridge； mother！
The cat has run away with the partridge！
Puss！ puss！ puss！
Bart。 Follow that！ follow that！
Come with me。 Puss！ puss！
（Exeunt。 On the opposite side enter the COUNT OF LARA and
gentlemen； with FRANCISCO。）
Lara。 The gate is fast。 Over the wall； Francisco；
And draw the bolt。 There； so； and so； and over。
Now； gentlemen； come in； and help me scale
Yon balcony。 How now？ Her light still burns。
Move warily。 Make fast the gate； Francisco。
（Exeunt。 Re…enter CRUZADO and BARTOLOME。）
Bart。 They went in at the gate。 Hark！ I hear them in the
garden。 （Tries the gate。） Bolted again！ Vive Cristo！ Follow me
over the wall。
（They climb the wall。）
SCENE XI。 PRECIOSA'S bedchamber。 Midnight。 She is sleeping in
an armchair； in an undress。 DOLORES watching her。
Dol。 She sleeps at last！
（Opens the window； and listens。）
All silent in the street；
And in the garden。 Hark！
Prec。 （in her sleep）。 I must go hence！
Give me my cloak！
Dol。 He comes！ I hear his footsteps。
Prec。 Go tell them that I cannot dance to…night；
I am too ill！ Look at me！ See the fever
That burns upon my cheek！ I must go hence。
I am too weak to dance。
（Signal from the garden。）
Dol。 （from the window）。 Who's there？
Voice （from below）。 A friend。
Dol。 I will undo the door。 Wait till I come。
Prec。 I must go hence。 I pray you do not harm me！
Shame！ shame！ to treat a feeble woman thus！
Be you but kind； I will do all things for you。
I'm ready now；give me my castanets。
Where is Victorian？ Oh； those hateful lamps！
They glare upon me like an evil eye。
I cannot stay。 Hark！ how they mock at me！
They hiss at me like serpents！ Save me！ save me！
（She wakes。）
How late is it； Dolores？
Dol。 It is midnight。
Prec。 We must be patient。 Smooth this pillow for me。
（She sleeps again。 Noise from the garden； and voices。）
Voice。 Muera！
Another Voice。 O villains！ villains！
Lara。 So！ have at you！
Voice。 Take that！
Lara。 O； I am wounded！
Dol。 （shutting the window）。 Jesu Maria！
ACT III。
SCENE I。 A cross…road through a wood。 In the background a
distant village spire。 VICTORIAN and HYPOLITO； as travelling
students； with guitars； sitting under the trees。 HYPOLITO plays
and sings。
SONG。
Ah； Love！
Perjured； false； treacherous Love！
Enemy
Of all that mankind may not rue！
Most untrue
To him who keeps most faith with thee。
Woe is me！
The falcon has the eyes of the dove。
Ah； Love！
Perjured； false； treacherous Love！
Vict。 Yes； Love is ever busy with his shuttle；
Is ever weaving into life's dull warp
Bright； gorgeous flowers and scenes Arcadian；
Hanging our gloomy prison…house about
With tapestries； that make its walls dilate
In never…ending vistas of delight。
Hyp。 Thinking to walk in those Arcadian pastures；
Thou hast run thy noble head against the wall。
SONG （continued）。
Thy deceits
Give us clearly to comprehend；
Whither tend
All thy pleasures； all thy sweets！
They are cheats；
Thorns below and flowers above。
Ah； Love！
Perjured； false； treacherous Love！
Vict。 A very pretty song。 I thank thee for it。
Hyp。 It suits thy case。
Vict。 Indeed； I think it does。
What wise man wrote it？
Hyp。 Lopez Maldonado。
Vict。 In truth； a pretty song。
Hyp。 With much truth in it。
I hope thou wilt profit by it； and in earnest
Try to forget this lady of thy love。
Vict。 I will forget her！ All dear recollections
Pressed in my heart； like flowers within a book；
Shall be torn out； and scattered to the winds！
I will forget her！ But perhaps hereafter；
When she shall learn how heartless is the world；
A voice within her will r
