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Frlar. How he deceived me! no prefer- King. Alas, my heart misgives b-An ment yet
unaccustom'd load Has recompensed me for the fatal phial. Doth hang on my stuff'd stomach, and
Gyp. Wo. Fatal phial !-He's talking forbids about my wee bottle.
All cheer to enter with my boding fancies, Friar. The fell Archbishop, and tho Would that most ominous wretch were well Count Butero,
away ; With others of the baronage, have long Avaunt ! thou raving Pythia-hie thee Been justly deem'd much discontented hence!
1 Fem. Cit. Eh me! how the spae-wife Gyp. Wo. That's nae lie; for wha's no has terrified the King ! discontented noo a-days ?
Cit. Down wi' the auld radical jaud, Friar. The two have plotted ;-strata. she's no canny. gems and spoil
[ The mob seize the Gypsey Woman and Were in the gesture of the choleric count, carry her off, and then the sccond verse What time we spoke together, and his look of " God save the King" is sung, and the Told me the prelate was with him con- Procession passes."]
cern'd To work some dire and woeful overthrow; * It is a law of our nature" to have Would that I ne'er had parted with that oppressive presentiments on those ocphial
casions when we have prepared ourTo the proud metropolitan.
selves to enjoy the greatest pleasure ; Gyp. Wo. Eh, megsty! he's gi'en the and our author has, in the foregoing bottle to the Archbishop! Fem. Cit. See ye that poor doited monk? scene, handled this with a free and
delicate pencil, happily representing he's been mumbling to himsel, and never looking at the show.
Carlo Aurenzebe, in the very high and Fem. Cit. And the tinkler wife has been palmy state of his coronation, afflicted harkening to every word he said. with thick coming fancies. The un- 1 Fem. Cit. But look, oh, there's the daunted confidence of the Queen, and Archbishop carrying the holy doon and see her contempt of the omens, is impresCount Butero with the crown-Ohme! what sively illustrative of the blindness of a grand like thing it is.
mankind to impending misfortunes. Cit. Noo, lads, be ready the King's We do not recollect that “this law of minister's coming. -Tune your pipes for a our nature” has ever been illustrated in gude hiss to him for the new tax on kail poetry or the drama before. The action, pots and amries. ( 4s the prime minister passes, the mob all too, of the spectators, is singularly felihiss and howl.]
citous in this scene. Nothing can be Friar. The prelate look'd at me as he more natural, than that in a crowd pass'd by,
people should tread on one another's And there was meaning in his scowling toes; and the various shades of popuglance.
lar feeling are exhibited with great Gyp. Wo. I'll gie the King warning o' address. The first lord of the treasury the plot, and may be he'll help me to ano- is hissed for having levied a new tax; ther ass and creels.
but the universal respect for the cha1 Fem. Cit. Ah, me! what a lovely love- racter and office of the monarch, is finely gown the Queen's got on.
ly displayed in the burst of indignaCit. Now, three cheers for the King. [The King and Queen enter under a cloth
tion with which the populace seize the of state, supported by Bashaws, and the sybil, and drag her to immediute paPeople sing a verse of God save the pishment. They do not, however, put King,” at the end of which the Gypsey her to death, as might be supposed Woman rushes forward.)
from what takes place, and by which Gyp. Halt, King, and listbeware, be- the interest of the plot, now hastening ware,
rapidly to an issue, is so much angFor traitors' hands have laid a snare. mented, for she is afterwards seen Queen. Come in, my liege, 'tis but a dripping wet in the grand assemblage crazy hag,
of all the dramatis persone at the caThat makes her living by predicting woe. King. Her voice is most portentous, it tion implies, been pumped upon.,
tastrophe, having only, as her condihath cow's The manhood of my hosom, dearest chuck; rior of the cathedral, and the cereino
The second scene presents the inteAnd I would fain, till some more happy omen,
ny of the coronation going forwarıl. Defer the coronation.
The archbishop prepares to anoint, and Queen.
Heed her not, he looks pale and agitated. The friar, But let us in, and on the seat of power
who had followed him closely, observes Be consecrated with the holy unction. his agitation, and also the interest and
anxiety with which Count Butero My tongue tear hence, and fing it to the watches the action.
dogs ; * Friar. Why should his hand so shake? Yea, all extremities of torture try, --that iv'ry dove,
I can endure them all ! Framned guileless from the Afric beast's huge
Archb. 'Tis a vain bragtooth,
But let me speak no more, lest my unguardCan have no harm in it.-He takes the
ed tongue spoon —
Betray some secret that may fatal prove. What spell of witchery is in that spoon, [Enter Friar, followed by the Gypsey Wo. Tomake his hand so palsied as with dread? man, dripping wet.] He pours the oil into its golden mouth; Friar. O horror, horror! never tongue And now he sets the pigeon 'on the altar, And 'gins to drop the unction on the head. Hath told what now hath chanced The Ye gods, why should his majesty so start,
frantic King, As if the ointment were the oil of vitriol Rushing distracted, in the public eye, King. Hold, my Lord Archbishop, I Began to reel and stagger in his woe, pray thee hold,
And presently his head did smoke ; anon Thou droppest fire upon me. Treason, he! The bursting fires shot wildly from his I burn, I burn !-0 for some quenching eyes, engine
And like a lighted torch he burning stood, To lave my kindled head-0 ! water, wa
No succour offer'd--all the trembling throng, ter !
Transfix'd, look'd on, incapable to aid." My love, Splendora, I am scorch'd with
Here properly the drama should something
have ended, but the author, conscious Hotter than fire_Do'st see if my head of his strength, changes the scene, and
flames ? (4 great commotion takes place in the introduces the Queen again, but in a
church; the Queen faints as Carlo Au- mad state, followed by her ladies, wringrenzebe rushes distructed off the stage.] ing their hands. Archb. He's mad !-the man is cursed
« Qucen. I had a lover once where is he by heaven with craze,
now ? And fate has will’a Butero for our king.
Oft in his vows he spoke of dartsand flames; Priar. 'Twas you that did it !_0 thou Alas ! I heeded not that too fond tale, wicked prelate !
But I have liv'd to see him burn indeed; Noble Sicilians, draw your swords, and Oye cool fountains and ye flowing springs, seize
Where were your waters in that fatal hour? This holy traitor. Here I do accuse him
Could I have wept like you, my copious
tears Of highest treason, blood, and sacrilege ; And Count Butero art and part with him, Had been sufficient to have quench'd the
fire. In the dread action that appals you all.. Ladies, look to the Queen.
Ha! thou foreboding owl, thou gypsey hag, Secretary, Alas! good priest,
Why didst thou warn me of this woeful Now do I rue how I rejected thee,
chance, And scorn'd the warning that thou would'st And charm me to despise the admonition?” have given.
“ The law of our nature,” which Friar. Ah, wise too late !–But where's thus induces her majesty at once to his Majesty ?
acknowledge the truth of the gypsey's Fled in distraction let us see to him. [Exit Priar, and the Secretary of State. predictions, and to accuse the old wo
The Lailies carry off the Queen, and the man of having rendered her increduNobles seize the Archbishop and Count lous, every man who has had any exButero.)
perience of himself must have felt, and Archb, I'll speak no more, from this cannot but be alive to the simplicity accursed hour.
and beauty of Splendora's address to O, Count Butero, partner of my crime, the Doctor's Cassandra. But we must My lips are seal'd in adamantine silence;
come to a conclusion; the extracts which Yon marble statue of departed worth, Is not more silent on its pedestal,
we have so largely given, will enable Than from this time am I.
the public to appreciate the merits of Count B. Take me away ;
this extraordinary performance, and Since I have miss'd the guerdon of my pur
we trust and hope the sale will be such
as to induce the author to favour the pose, I am grown reckless of all penalties.
world soon again with some new effort Hew me in pieces, lop my limbs away,
of his impressive talent. Whether “The With pincers rive my quivering flesh, and Fatal Unction" is calculated to succeed pluck
in representation, we cannot undertake These visionary orbs from out their sockets; to determine ; but we do not think that
any sound critic will aclmit the objec- a voice of great extent and com; ass ?
No. I. Sir,-A change in the established tre of travel, is possessed. He would form of religious worship in this coun- be apt to suppose, that through whattry, has supplied us with many a ruin- ever land he might chance to direct ed cathedral and desolated abbacy ; his course, he would still, amidst all and the transference of the seat of the modern exhibition of steam and Scottish royalty from Holyrood to St smoke, and manufacturing, and husJames's, has been proportionally pro- bandry, - amidst all that feathering ductive of palace ruins. In whatever of trade and traffic, by which our direction you take your annual trip, sea-ward vallies and navigable rivers whether you travel by the power of are skirted, discover, at reasonable steam or of the lever, by land or by intervals, the more hallowed forins sca, on foot or on horseback, you can- of antiquity, the lingering features of not fail, provided your course is over chivalry, the broken arch and the your native soil, to discover, at the mouldering turret, the genius of a foropening up of every bay, and at the mer and more poetical age-hovering weathering of every head-land, at the over, and still greeting with a parting entrance of every stráth, or on the valediction, the present. In this exapron of every eminence, some arrest- pectation, however, he would be dising shapeof Ruin, melting down, under appointed. St Paul's, and Windsor, the silent but irresistible influence of are still the abodes of religion and time, into the earth, yet still continu- royalty, whilst St Andrew's Cathedral ing to connect, by all the ties of asso- and Falkland Palace are in ruins. The ciation, the past with the present, the same happy revolution in church and mitre and the crown of Scotland with state, which removed from us the suthe less elevated apprehensions of mo- perstitious observances of Rome, and dern times. A Scotsman who has never the seat of our government, has left travelled beyond the precincts of his us, in addition to more substantial native country, who has never crossed benefits, the reversion of a most romanthe Tweed on the one hand, nor the tic and interesting land, rendered still region of “Skua-gulls”* on the other, more interesting and romantic by the can have no adequate notion of the ad- mouldering remains of our former royal vantages of which Scotland, as a thea- and religious establishments.
• Shetland_Vide Dr Fleming.
I am not so smit with antiquarian from the face of the earth itself, every mania, as to imagine, or to atteinpt to intimation, every record of antiquity ; persuade others to imagine, that a and thus I would train up a young, * Ruin” is preferable, as an object of and a bustling, and a trifling generapleasurable contemplation, to an entire tion, to consider pleasure and pudding and a sublime edifice; but I assured- as all in all ! ly think, that when these floating My reflections have assumed this wrecks on the ocean of time are asso- cast, in consequence of a visit, or pleaciated not only with the mere display sure excursion rather, whici), a few of architectural design and execution, days ago, I was induced to make, in but with the ancient spirit and moral company with a highly respectable energies of our country, with much and intelligent friend, to the ruins of that it has now lost, but which once Falkland Palace. Understanding that rendered it dignified in its internal the present proprietor of these “ Royal character, and imposing in its external Ruins," and of the extensive grounds relations, our patriotism must be of a around them, (J. Bruce, Esq.) had, Fery suspicious description indeed, if it with a great deal of good sense and is not awakened and strengthened by proper feeling, ordered the Palace to be the contemplation of them. There is enclosed by a sufficient wall, and thus nothing, in my opinion which is more protected from that dilapidation untruly salutary to our national health der which, in the course of ages, it had and prosperity, than this reverence for, suffered so much, and by means of and frequent conversation with, the which (if permitted to be proceeded “Mighty Past.” And, should the time in) not a vestige would in a few years ever arrive when a Scotsman can tra- remain, I was anxious, ere the inclovel over the land of his fathers, hal- sure should be completed, and the forlowed as it is in almost every direction mer aspect of the ruins, by the openwith reminiscences of their public cha- ing up of some new views,* in some racter or domestic life, without taking measure altered, to saunter over, unany interest in such recollections, he der the conduct of a well-informed will then be ripe for a state of rebel- and intelligent guide, the venerable, lion or of vassalage. He will either and time-hallowed precincts. It was have actually forfeited his claims to in- a June day, and worthy of Juno herdependence, or be prepared to do so. self. The wind, which had long resistWere I desirous of reducing our na- ed every southern tendency, and which tional character, whether considered in had regularly at night-fall checked reference to loyalty or to patriotism, to round in sullen obstinacy to the east, all that binds our hearts to the throne, had at last yielded up
«s the point," or that attaches us to our national con- and came over our faces, as weadvanced stitution and privileges; from the ple- upon our expedition, in all the blannitude of authority, or rather from the dishment and softness of an Italian atinsidious covert of design, I would mosphere. The sun, which had obissue forth my mandate, that all the tained sufficient elevation to overshoot monuments of our ancient history the highest parts of the Lomond hills, should be erased—that with the ruins yet not to irradiate the northern asof the cathedral, as well as with the pect, flooded down his beams upon us, toinb-stones of the martyrs, men should over a dark and still sunless backbuildoffices, and construct fences—and ground, through which trees, and turthat the fast mouldering palaces of the rets, and cottage-smoke were beginrace of Stuart should yield up their ning to penetrate into light. There last foundation-stone to grace the lin, was a freshness and a hilarity over the tels of some modern villa, or figure whole face of nature, according well from the snug parlour chimney of some with that lightness of heart, and buoyburgh magistrate. I would become a ancy of spirit, which generally accomsecond Edward, and efface not only panies, as well as suggests, such carefrom paper and parchment, but even less, and, as the busy world deem it,
The alterations here alluded to, are towards the north side of the Palace, by means of which the northern aspect, which was formerly concealed by trees and some rising grounds, will be opened up, and travellers upon the Cupar and Perth roads, by Auchterinuchty, will have an excellent view of the ruins.
aimless excursivus; and as we trotted Wlien my friend overtook me, he made
• Vide No. 1. Vol. I. of this Magazine.
+ It is customary in Fife, as well as in several counties of Scotland, to address farmers, and even small proprietors, by the familiar appellation which belongs to their property or farm. Thus we have “ Drone,” “ Strone," “ Cuff-about," and “ Tailabout," “ Cockairnie,” “Rumgally,” “Craigfoodie,” &c. &c.
# It is reported of this “ drouthy brother," that, having through life frequently expressed a wish for a white hinner end," in allusion to the sweet milk with which he was in the habit of washing down the lagging remains of a parrich.cog-his death, in the manner stated, became proverbial.