CHORUS. OF PIRATES, SOLDIERS, &c.

Messrs. DANBY, SMITH,

I. CAULFIELD, COOKE, ELLIOT, AYLMER, SAWYER, DIBBLE, CAULFIELD, Jun, CLARK, JONES, SYLVESTER, BARDOLEAU, MILL BOURN, &c. &c.

SCENE.

BARCELONA,

And the Country around it.

THE

CARAVAN;

OR,

The DRIVER and his DOG.

ACT I.

SCENE THE FIRST.

A wild mountainous country; in the center a Bridge. Two Pirates are discovered on the bridge; two on different parts of the mountain, looking thro' Glasses; other Pirates on the Stage.

CHORUS of PIRATES, on the Stage. ALAS! alas! this watching is in vain.

DUETT.

Hush! hush! hush! some footstep's near,

No, no, 'tis clear,

We ne'er shall hear

Our gallant captain's horn again.

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CHORUS.

CHORUS.

No, no, 'tis clear, &c.

DUETT.

Pirates on the mountain.

Hush! hush! on the mountain's top
We see, we see,

(ARABBO, Sounds his Horn.)

During the Chorus-ARABBO descends the mountain, crosses the bridge, and Enters.

FIRST PIRATE.

Welcome, noble Algerine !-The terror of the coast of Spain. Why, what has thus detained you?

ARABBO.

Oh! such a booty, Boys!-The Governor of Barcelona, he who keeps the coffers of the state. I've found a subterraneous passage at the Castle. and, on the roof of it, a secret trap-door !which I suspect was purposely contrived most basely to dispose of prisoners.

SECOND PIRATE.

Indeed!

ARABBO.

ARABBO.

Ay! thro' that they sink; a ship awaits them in the bay, and in the mines of Mexico they toil away their lives. And this is Manuel's proffer'd mercy this is the boasted clemency of Spain's proud Regent and Usurper.

FIRST PIRATE.

Ay, these Spaniards will have a rare time of it, till their young King comes to the throne. But that's not our affair; so let us to the castle, ascend this trap-door, and

ARABBO.

Hold! that task be mine, whilst you await below the issue of the enterprize.

A Drum and Fife are heard at a distance. Hark! whence comes that music?

A CARAVAN,

attended by a large troop of Soldiers, is seen at a great distance.

Look, more tyranny! another noble prisoner from Madrid! Oh, that we had but numbers! comrades, then would we combat in yon hapless victim's cause, and midst our catalogue of crimes, shew still some feeling and humanity.

FIRST PIRATE.

Numbers! pshaw! their force is ten times ours. ARABBO.

It is and therefore to your several posts till night-then meet me underneath the Castle, and if we are successful-but do not fear-Arabbo leads you on.

TRIO