Wi'-u :^ rivv ;n: THE STl^DENTS OF SALAMANCA; A COMEDY, IN FIVE ACTS. BY ROBERT FRANCIS JAMESON, ESQ- Of the Imier Temple. Barr'd from delight by fate's untimely hand. By nrealthles3 lot or pitiless command ; Or doom'd to gaze on beauties that adorn The smile of triumph, or the frown of scorn; While memory watches o'er the sad review Of joys that faded like the morning dew; Peace may depart, and life and nature seem S barren path, a wildness, and a dream. Pleasures of Hope, NEW-YORK : PUBLISHED BY D. LONGWORTff, At the Dramatic Repository, Shakspeare-GaUety* ? 5 Hard is his task who nndtrlakes to please 1 Pavf;-/ ' to ious(\ yiid temper to appease — WitI) ciiymic powrr dissolve eacli varieatone, An ! i Each has a taste — a pn^juiiice to lull, Some gay, some prrave — some witty, and some dull I How tiieii Oiin poets ever hope to please At r.tice such adverse sentiments as these ? " By pamtbig nature"''— i^^ the ciy around. But, let mo ask — rckere's nature to he found ? Closf-veil'd with art no teatnieshe discloses, Mrn's characters are stucf'a?d, like their houses. So (klicately uico, so vigiil j^rcwn, 'n this purr age no naked hearts are shown. The forest race of man, whicli lived of yore, t?ef laim'd from nature, iiow is seen no more ; irt's livery o'er all a samf ness throws, \ud ch=.racter in class, liot persnji, flows, "hoald ^vo try fiction, rule on rule is brought, -TO prune the wild exuberance of tnought : Eacli [difs thy shears, to shape the quickest war^te^ And, like a rural cit, conceives it taste. O'er fancy's wiKIs -ill claim a right to sway, And, as the hujnor leads, mark out a way. The t'ee of knowledge ev«iry critic clips, Atuj propagates new saplings with the slips. Ranged into gro\ es, an avenue they frame, And point it as the surest road to fome. Some on this measured railway move and find Unletter'd genius leaves them far behind. Boldly he urges on — flics o'er each mound. And clears the critic hedges at a bound. Yet, as he flies, hark to the hue and cry — A felon by the laws of 'poetry ! To night otir bard — but no, f Avill not sue — You're english judges, and will Judge bim true. Nor more I'll say, to temper yoi'r decrees, Than that jiis task is hard, who tries to please. BRAMATIS PERSONiEi COVENT-GARDEN. NEW- YORK. ©on Caspar, Mr. Blanchard 3Ir. Green Don Alonzo, — Abbot — Pritchard Don Christoval, — Jones — Simpson Don Daphnis, — Faivcett — Hilson Miguel, — Matthews — Darley Geronimo, — Simmons — Yates First Watch, — Atkins — Charnock Aminta, Mrs. H. Johnston Mrs. Darleji Angelica, Miss Cooke — Stanley Fertilla, Mrs. C. Kemble — Claude Servants, watchmen, &c.— ^Scene — Salamanca. STUDENTS OF SALAMANCA. A C T I. soEXE.i— a street. enter don alonzo and pert ill a, meeting. Don Alon. What, Ptitilla ! Per. Ha I doii Alor.zo ! is it you ? well met, sir, I was just jToing to pay yon a visit. Don Alon. And I lioveriug on t!ic watch for you« How does my Angelica ? Per. Like a chiUl, sir, who cries to have the sun for a plaything, which the nurse won't let it have, because twould burn its fingers, so offers it a rattle insteaii. I know you lovers like similes, so I made that on purpose for you. My mistress is the child,, j'pu aie the sun, my ol.j master the nui-se, and, to finish my metaphor, your ri- val the count is the rattle. Don Alon. Is he arrived — is the count aiTived ? Per. iVo, sir, but he is expected to-night, and it is said the marriage is to take place directly. You know my master doa Caspar pretty well, I believe, sir, an old rus- ty weathercock, who will neither be moved by zepljyrs or storms. The count was brought up under his care, and has always been designed for donna Angelica, but, poor thing ! she has a natural antipathy to him — they were always looked on as good as manied. Don Alon. Though I hold the floiver, an adverse gale bears away its perfume. Oh, fortime, fortune ! I never wished for thy gifts till now ; yet, were I possessed of thy most liberal lavors, I would barter them away for my 4jJS^iica, and think I had more tjbun their equivalent ' A 2 6 8TUDENTS OP [Jamesoa Per. Ah ! she is indeed a sweet young lady. Poor dear creature ! I'm sure, sir, you will be pleased to hear tshe is dreadfully distrest. Don Alon. My mislortunes carry a balm with them, since they call. forth her afiiection. In the gloona of sor- row, it is pleasing to catch a glimpse of heaven, even though the light that shows it be the flash of a storm. But it is ungenerous in me thus to leave her. I must end it at once ; the crisis -is now arrived, and our union must ^ be declared. Per. Excuse me, sir ; love, they say, is blind ; at least lovers are so dazzled by the lustre of their mistresses, they cannot see other objects distinctly. Suppose now you go to don Gaspar, and declare your marriage — what do you think he'll do — give you a blessing and a portion ? no, sir, his pride and his passion will have a swelling match till they both burst. Donna Angelica is under age — he'll get you divorced, turn her into a convent, and you out of doors. I put the matter in the best light. Tis ten to one, but in his fury he runs you through the body, blows out his daughter's brains, and hangs himsell". Don Alon. What, in the name of heaven, can I do ! I fondly iravigined when I gained the hand of my An- gelica, that I had attained complete felicity ; but even the stealth of happiness makes me feel criminal — I trem- ble at every voice, and shrink from every eye. Yes, guilty I well may feel. I have torn an amiable girl from the bosom of affluence and a father. We have been too rash, Pertilla — we have been too rash. Per. Will you allow me to advise you, sir ? Don Alon. I will listen to any thing, or any one. A drowning man will catch at a straw. Per. Sir your humble — you have really an exquisite turn for compliment. Why look ye, don Alonzo, you have been married now nearly three months, and have frequently without detection had meetings with your mistress — your wife I mean — but really though you are married, I can't help looking on you as lovers. Our rope- Jadder is almost worn out, but it will serve once more to let you in ^t the window. Come to-night, at the usual hour, thiow up the usual signal pebble, I shall be read? Act 1] SALAMANCA 7 at niy post, and donna Angelica and you can then settle mattrrs between you. Don Alon. You say right, Pertilla, I should do noth- ing witliout my Angelica's concmrence. Per. Well, then we shall see you. 1 only wish you were as sure of don Gaspar, as you are of my mistress. Hang these old fellows ! they must always be busy — meddling with matters they have nothing to do with. I can't see what business a man after fifty has with his head unshaved and out of a cloister. [exit Don Alon. I am distracted with doubts and difficul- ties ! something must be done without delay. If I had but a friend to confide in ; — Christoval has so much lev- ity, yet I believe him sincerely my friend. He has fre- quently of late noticed with concern the seriousness of my air. 1 think I may trust him — I'll go and — enter don christoval, hastily. Don Chr. Here ! holla ! hark'e ! my dear fellow ! Don Alon. Ha ! Christoval are you here ? Don Chr. Zounds! I'm quite out of breath — I've had such a devil of a run after her. Don Alon. After whom, pray ? Don Chr. That's what I want to know. Can you tell I me whose house that is ? (pointing out) Don Alon. Wliat, that ? Don Chr. Ay ! the one that queer little fellow yon- |der, who is taking a pinch ofsnufFJust now, is standing at. Don Alon. f aside J Tis don Caspar's ! what can he — Don Chr. You dont know? I'll just step and — Don Alon. But Christoval ! Don Chr. Well. Don Alon. Do you mean that house ? Don Chr. That house ! — ay ! Don Alon. And pray what do want with the house ? Don Chr. Notliing, ray dear fellow, nothing — only one of its tenants. But I'm wrong in calling it di house — tis a temple — lor tliere dwells a divinity ! Don Alon. Ha ! Don Chr. You must know, the other day, as I wam tJ STUDENTS OF [Jamesou lounging along the Alameda, thinking of some foolish- thing or other — something about myself, f belie re-r-my attention was suddenly arrested by one of the prettiest little feet imaginable sticking out beyond a tree. 1 stept on, and found it belonged to an exquisitely turned ancle. The next step gave me a side-view of a delicate figure leaning on a seat ; captivated by this, I strided on, and came full in sight of a lady in so confounded thick a veil, there was no seeing through it. Don Alon. (aside) Gould this be her ! Don Chr. Turning her head suddenly, a lock of hair fell over her shoulders, and intbrraed me its mistress wore auburn tresses. Don Alon. (aside) Yes^ yes, it was her ! Don Chr. Now argning logically, I inferred that to suit it she must certainly have a fair skin, and from these premises, neat feet, well-turned ancles, a fine figure, au- burn hair, and a good skin, I immeuiately concluded she niiist be a devilish fine woman. As the astronomers obs('rve heavenly bodies Jjave a peculiar attraction, so egad, conformably to the laws of nature, I made up t(* her. Don Alon. You did ? Don Chr. Ay, sir. But see the uncertainty of human dfF:iirs ! at that moment fate caine in a yellow chariot, and can'ied her off, beibre I cor, id so much as say — " ce- lestial creature, whereabouts do you put up on earth ?'* Don Alon. So then you — Don Chr. Prithee have patience. The next day, fitrolling down the Alameda as usual, i found myself un- eonscio'.isly led to tlie same spot, and egad — there she was dgain ! Don Alon. Ha ! again ! Don Chr. You may be sure I made good use of my time and tongue. The dr^ar creature was by no means adverse — gay as a lark, and tender as a dove- — ia shorty she made me completely happy. , Don -^/on. Zounds ! what do you mean ? Don Chr. She put up her veil — and luider it I discov- tred such .• ^aest of graces ! but to describe her face, one would need a stock oi stars, djaflaoadg, roses, lilies, peach? Act 1] SALAMANCA 9 es, gossamer and ivory, that would creat^ quite a scarci- ty in the poetical world. In short, sir, snch an angelic creature I never saw, and, as I like plain dealing, I told her so. But the gipsy was cautious — not a hint of her name and residence. I almost think she's married, for she seemed fearful of being noticed, and, on seeing some one approaching, begged me to leave her, which, after a promise of another meeting, 1 did. Don Alon. And you have met, of coui-se ? ^Don Chr. Alack-a-day, sir, no. Day after day have I lingered in suspense. I have carried a billet doux rea- dy written in my pocket, in case I should see her by cliance, or find out her residence ; but all to no purpose — till just now I met my old friend, the yellow carriage, rattling along— sharp was tlie word — away I scamper- ed, and, after puffing and blowing through half the streets of Salamanca, saw my f lir unknown set down at yonder house. % Don Alon. (aside) There is a levity in this conduct that confounds me. Don Chr. It seems a good house. You dont know who it belongs to ? Don Alon. Yes, it belongs to a rich peruvian, don Caspar de Souza, and it is his only daughter, donna An- gelica, you have seen. Don Chr. (takes out a -pencil and letter, g,nd writes) " Donna Angelica de Souza." Don Alon. (aside) I'll let him write, and find how she takes it. She certainly must have been guilty of great levity to have given him such encouragement. Don Chr. Thank'e, ray dear boy. Wlrat, you know her, do you ? Don Alon. (aside) I'm not in a humor for his rattling. Good day to you, don Christoval. [ex^it Don Chr. What tlie devil's the matter with him '? he seems discomposed, yet he can't dislike thisattairof mine, for he told me my fair one's name. Ay ! ay ! your grave geniusses are generally sly dogs ; like north- ern volcanoes — frost on the tace, fire in the heart. I'll engage he knows the adch-ess of all the pretty faces in tSalaiuanca. 19 STUDENTS OF [Jameson enter miguel. Mig. f speaking as he enters) Can't you look before you ? blundering ttbont, and knocking ag-iinst people — oh ! lord ! sir, I beg your pardon, 1 didn't see yon. Don Ckr. The way of the world — your precept goes one way, and your practice another. You come apprO' pos though, I was just wanting you. Mig. At your honor's service. Don Chr. Do you know any of don Caspar de Sonza's family '! Mig. Hum ! I once kept company with the cook — not that I was ever in the house, for I carried on a se- cret correspondence on the back of the butcher s tallies. Don Chr. Then you can manage to get tliis letter convey evhat are you here wenches ? here's the count just sent on an express to say he won't be here to-night. Donna Ang. (aside J Heaven be praised ! Don Gas. Several towns. through which he is to pass, ipteud showiiig him some tokens of respect. Beside, 2y »TUDEIVTS OP [Jameson travelling quick is not consistent ivitlihis dignity, and he is always careful to preserve that — a true Spaniard ofwg the old castilian breed. Donna Am. Upoii my word, sir, I can't praise his gallantly, however landab'e his othor qnajitios may be*' Don Gas. He looks on himself as already married. His father, the old count, sent him home to me from Peru, when no higher than my knee, and expressed a hope to see our families united. I love him as a son, and ere four and twenty hours are elapsed, he shall have a; fair title to the name — eh, girl ? (to donna Angelica) Donna Ang. My sentiments on that subject are not unknown to yon, sir. I am not one of those who, cold as the altar they breathe their vows on — Don Gas. Come, come, none of your sentimental i whining. You know my mind, and it is your duty to conform. It grows late — go and consult your piliow — to-morrow every thing will be settled. You're a foolish ; girl, and dont know the world — go, go. Donna Ang. I wish I could always obey you, sir, "ivith as iiuich pleasure as I do at present. [es Don Gas. Aminta — I want you to talk to her a little. I sent Ibr you on purpose to wean her from her roman-' cing. You know something of the world, and can in- struct her on that point. Donna Am. Truly, sir, I think it very strange, when the object of both sexes inafTairs of love is to make fools of each other, that she should find fault with a ready- made one. I'M go and give her a lecture immediately — poor thing I she is very ignorant — quite a natural in these matters. {exit Do7i Gas. Madcap ! tis the great fault of modern education, to allow familiarity between parents and children. That silly fondling and familiar caressing which some permit, only tends to undermine authority," A parent should keep up his dignity, Urat's my plan ; yes, yes — that's the only way to govern a family prop-, eriy, never to allow any freedoms, any sort of^ — enter pertilla, crossing tke stage, and singing. —Holla! Rtfetr^gsf Act fj I^ALAMAXCA 2i Per. Bless mo! sir! how^ you frightened mc ! Don. Gas. Pert ilia, I want to speak to you. Per. Yes, sir. Don Can. Pertilla, I believe you h-ive some litll*^ inriuPDee with my daughter. You knou' this match that I'm brinT:lng about ; I want you to talk her into it. The smallest grain will turn a scale. Per. Very true, sir. Dofi Gas. I intend to make you a handsome present on the wGdfiii5g-da,y. Per. Sir, you may depend on my doing every thing in my power. Don Gas. Ay — that's right. You're an honest girJ, Pertilla, and I shall remember you. [cxi^ Per. Ah ! will you so, old ihimpy ! Pm tired of this restraint. That I should be obliie to — hum ! to a couple of suns — something neat and strik-.- jng — such as one sees in tl)e magazines. ! JSeren. Sfr, we could have selected one for you, if we j AH II] SALiLMANCA. 25- had known your ta^le ; but that style is quite out ; we iiavc no call for them — this is the newest and most i'ash- iouabie. Don Daph. Oh ! well, senois, call on one to-morrow, ami I'll (iiscliara;e my obligation to you. [exeiiJil se7'enad- crs, &;c.] 1 wonder il'n)y angel heard it. Who knows but that she may be })ee{)ing at me behind tSie vvindov curtain. I'll — hey! what's here ? Mig. flocking in) The dent c take him ! ,. Don Daph. A rope-ladder I 31ig. I wish twas round your neck. Don Daph. There must be some design on foot — p<»r- haps to rob the house. Yes, yes^ there muf.t be some- thing — I'll alarm the family. 3lig. Will you so ? then, egad, I have nothing for it but to assist you. (runs on exclaiming) Murder ! mur- der ! thieves ! watcli ! ho ! mrnuer ! Don Daph. Lord have mercy on us ! v.hat's the mat- ter ? .^' .. Mig. The matter ! murder ! murder ! murder I you've made a mummy of me, scarified every bone in my botly, and dislocated all my muscles, (collars him) Don Daph. Holla ! watch ! ho ! murder ! murder ' Mig. Murder ! murder ! enter six of the watch. 1st iFatch. Who cries murder there ? DlnDaph. ] (^'^Ih nnak together) Here ! here ' \3t iPatch. Where's the vilknn ? Mig. Mere, 1 have got liold ofJiim. Don Baph. St. Peter and the saint«; preserve me 1 1st ft atch. (holds up his lantern to don Daplmis) What, master, are you nabbed ? ay, ay ! I know you for all your disguise. Do7i Daph. Mercy on us ! Ist li atch. Call up don Gaspar — he's a corregidor, (27id watch knocks at don Gaspares door) Is your wor- vship much hurt ? (to Miguel) Mig. I'm more frightened than hurt, I believe. Den Daph. Hanta Alaria ! what a rascal ' C :6 STUDENTS OF [Jameson Ist Watch. Send for a priest, he's a-going to confess. (don Gaspar looks out of a window J Don Gas. Who dares to make a disturbance at this ime oi" night ? some gentlemen of the university, I sup- »ose. Go home to your beds, young men, go home to our beds. Fy ; fy ! you ought to be ashamed of your- elves. Ist PFatch. Please your worship, here's a murder com* nittcd. Don Gas. A murder ! bless my soul ! where's the nurdered person ? Mig. Here I am, please your worship. Don Daph. Don Gaspar, 1 beseech you not to believe lim. Don Gas. Who is it that speaks ? Mig. Please your worship, it's Martin Vega, who )roke open the cobler's stall the other night, and stole he poor man's awl, and a gentleman's sole that was leeling. Don Daph. Tis false, don Gaspar, tis false. I pro- est I am an honest gentleman of Gallicia, baptized and Euown by the name of Pedro Fernando Diego Daphnis. Having succeeded lately to some property left me by my mcle Perez Zambulo, who was the king's stankero, so please your worship, I am come to Salamanca to study latural philosophy, as your worship may be further cer- ified of by applying to Pedro Allum, the baker in the Mle Mayor, where I lodge. Don Gas. Wait there till I come down. [exit from the windoro Mig. Come, my friend, you had better confess at once, t will save a vast deal ot trouble ; and if, .as you say, you're a gentleman, you'll show your breeding by civilly complying. Don Daph. Rascal ! 1st Watch. Why, look'e masters, as I take it, it an*t igainst law for one gentleman to murder another, that is, IS I may say, in a gentlemanly way. enter don gaspar, disorderly drest. Clear the way for his worship. Act IIJ SALAMANCA 27 Do7i Gas. AVlierc are tlic parties ? 1st IVatch. An't like your worship, that's the gentle- man as complains of being murdered. Mig. No, senor, I dont complain of being murdered. If 1 had met with any damage, 1 should look on it as hon- orably and meritoriously obtained in defence of your worship's property. Don Gas. Ha ! what do you mean, senor ? iMig. My head is so bamboozied, and my ideas stir- red up, that your worship will excuse my not being clear. Don Daph. Don Caspar, I beseech you not to listen - to him. Don Gas. Peace ! Ist IVatch. Silence in the court ! Mig. Abojit one o'clock this morning, no I'm wrong, it couldn't be above half past twelve, as my master and I >vere going soberly home, we saw three men attempt- ing to brake into your worship's house. Don Gas. Bless my soul I to break into the house ! Don Daph. What will become of me ! \si IVatch. Truly your worship will be hung. Flat burglary by the mass ! Don Gas. Peace there, peace ! proceed, senor. Mig. This fellow here— Don Daph. How, rascal ! will you dare — Don Gas. Stop his mouth. Mig. I say this fellow here, disguised as your worship observes. Don Gas. Ay, ay — his very appearance condemns him. Don Daph. Holy saints ! Mig. He had just fixed a rope-ladder against a win- dow ; — your worship may see it there still. Don Gas. Preserve us ! so there is, indeed ! nay — that's incontrovertible. Don Daph. Don Caspar ! don Caspar ! Don Gas. Stop his mouth, I say. Mig> He was just mounting when my master, drawing his sword, rushed fonvard and plucked him dow n. There- upon the two others set upon my master, and 1 set upon them, till my master being hard pressed, ran up the lad- der and sheltered himself in that room. 2n feTL' DENTS OF [Jameson I)o7i Gas. in that room ! why zounds'! llijit's my dauorhter's. Mlg. We]!, there he is, depend upon it. yonr n-orship, or may I bo pillored for perjsiry. But now. the f-torm's over, I'll let him know he may come out of port. Don Christoval! don C.hristoval ! senor! senor ! master ! se- nor ! ah ! he's afraid to appear. Don Daph. Don Gas})ar, on the word of an honest man, this is all a trick. Don Gas. That Ave 'r;!'".! • oon see. — Here, Angolici ! Angelica ! daiigliter Avigeliea ! (Angelica appears at the ivhidofo) Angelica ! wljere is the gentitiman who got in at the ^vindow ? Donna Ang. T\v ,sir! whatdoyoume:in '' Don JJaph. Ay — ny — yo'< "■•e now. — 151< ssings on hev ' Don (Jas. 1 know the wisole story— dont be afraid, there'- -"^ ''"::';er now — desire him to^"-'- -'ewn. TiA- y — spnora — luy mast:- ne down wow- L.. . . t is clenv. Donna Ang. Yoi\ seem, sir, to have little value for your daughters';^ reputation, by tliis publie aeciisil. You must exeuse me ifJ decline exhibiting myseli". (she leaves f-he ivindoK) , Mlg. (aside) Curse the Jade ! she's an old hand at it. Don Daph. You see, don Caspar, you see. enter don alonzo. Don Alon. What can this be ? Don Gas. I feel staggered, I must own. Allow me to ask you a question or two. Don Alon. A crowd at this time of niglit ! don Caspar too ! ha ! what, Miguel ! Mfg. Ah ! what don Alonzo— is it you ? oh ! sir, you are come by in tlie very nick of time. ■ 'Do7i Alon. W^hat is the matter ? ' Mig. My master, sir, has got into a scrape. Don Alon. Where is he ? • >^_^.^ Mig. In that room, sir. Don Alon. Ha ! in tiiat room ! Mig Ilusti! hush! I b^g of you. An intrigue, sir, that's it. You know my master pretty well, I believe, Act 11] SALAMANCA 29 sir. The short and the long is, that old gentleman's daughter and he, having a pui-ticiilar regard tor each oth- er, and wishing to have a little friendly chat, have got together in the young lady's bed-chamber. The old fel- low has got scent of it, and I want to get him off snugly. Don. Alon. Then she's false. Deceitful — perjured — abandoned woman ! Mig. Hey-day! Don Gas. I dont know what to make of it. [to Miguel) You see, senor, my daughter denies his being there. Don Alon. Sir, you are deceived — your daughter de- ceives you. She is deception itself. Don Gas. Hey ! pray, sir, who are you ? Don Alon. The most ^vretcIled being on the face of the earth. Don Gas. Some madman ! Don Alon. Sir, I will be candid with you. You thought by the sternness of authority and rigid care to shackle the inclinations of your daughter. Your precautions have been vain. I would to heaven you had been doub- ly vigilant. But I renounce her — I throw her off— I have done with her for ever. Take her — keep her ; let your walls be rock, and your doors iron — guard her as you would your gold, and then you may chance to preserve her constant and dutiful. [exit Mig. Mad ! mad ! Don Gas. Some poor creature escaped from his keep- ers. There is a mystery hangs over this affair. Gentle- men, till this matter is properly investigated, I must be under the necessity of detaining you. Don Daph. Sir, I have no objection, so that I can be conveniently accommodated for tlie night. I am some- what subject to the rheumatism, aad dont like changing my bed. Mig. Certainly, your worship, the affair does look . rather suspicious, I must confess ; but the fact is as I say. Here — ay — here stood the rogues — I could make oath to their footsteps. There, as it might be, stood ray master. My master, as 1 said before, runs up the ladder, and left me to be pummelled ; but I, roaring out murder— you, nar. Watch, can bear me out there, C 2 ■m ' STUDENTS OF [Jamcsaa 1st Watch. The gentleman speaks truth, your worship. Ay, senor, 1 can make oath yon said you were murdered.' M'ig. You say right, my honest friend. I, roaring out miirder, comes up suddenly, thus, to this villain [to don Daphnis) — trips hiai up, thus, whereupon the rest ran away — thus. [runs off Don jJaph. Oh ! lord ! oh ! lord ! Don Gas. Mercy on us ! what is he gone ? pursue the rascal — puisne him there. [2d watch exit] Are you burt, jny good friend ? Don Daph. Oh ! lord ! oh i I believe my back is broke. fthc watch assist him to rise) Softly, kind gentlemen, softly. \st Watch. Ay! marry, your worship must be hurt i?ideed, for he has knocked out a whole row of yoiu- teeth. Don Daph. Where are they ? where are they ? 1 was afraid the rascal had picked ray mouth of them, Don Gas. Senor, I think I may trust you at large ; but, if your deposition is required, I shall expect your appear- ance. See the gentleman home, watchmen. [exit into house Don Daph. I thank your worship. If ever I go a ser- enading again, may I be — softly, kind gentlemen, softly. [exeunt SCENE II — an apartment in don Gaspar's house. enter angelica, don christoval, and pertilla. Per. It is impossible, ma'am, for the gentleman tore- tuni the way he came. Don Chr. Pray, madam, dispose of me as you think fit. I value not my salety, so that your reputation be not injured. Per. There is no chance but through the garden. Donna Ang. Run then, and see if the way is clear. — [exit Pertilla] As you have professed yourself a gentle- man, sir, and declare this singular intrusion to be owing to mistake, I have saved you from a discoveiy which plight involve us both in difficulty. Don Chr, MadaiP, I wou)d miie ji tiiousaod &c}sjiowl- Act U] SALAMANCA 'U cdipiients for your kindness, if i had time. As to apol- ogies, upon my soul 1 can't express a regret I dont iee]^ for, lo say tlie trutli, I was never better pleased witli a disappointment in my life. Donna Ang. Hold sir, do not presume on my lentity. If you conceive lightly of me from the manner you obtain- ed admis.sion, be assm-ed you wrong me. Coulti I juifold myself lo you, 1 am sure you would confess it ; but I must rely on your honor: — and, as I have admitted your profes- sions, consider myseli" entitled to tlu3 same credit. Don Chr. May I never again be cheered by the sweet smile of a woman, if 1 lil->el you in word, thought, or deed. No, madam, 1 swear by this fair hand enter pertilla. Per. Oh ! ma'am ! ma'am ! the whole house is roused Don Caspar is coming up Donna Ang. What shall I do ? Don Chr. Cram me neck and heels into a work-box —poke me into a lute case — tio what you will with lue. Per. Here, sir, here; — step into this closet awhile. If we can but get the olignal ; the la»ifier was lowered, when up sprang a stranger. My mistress screamed, and I fell into hysterics. The gentleman, ior so iic <^erUai))y is, I never saw acivil- er man in my life, contbu?kks — 1< 11 her she has Ai'ounde<( a heart that beat only for her, which knew no joy but what she inspired, and ca;) nev: r throb wittanguisli more picr- cipg tlian what she has inflicted. Pen Sir, I sojenmly declare — — Ban Alon. J. act iiom no sudden impulse, no start of •^v'ssion, no Jealous whim. I have weighed every cir- Act III] SALAMANCA 39 •?umstanre, and find the rosalt too ovcruiielraing to allow oi" doubt. Per. Dear, dear don Alonzo ; on my knees I:3t ino en- tre:i.t yon not to pej'si^t iti this madness. Don Alon. I would, Pertilla, my eyes bad ne< sr been oppn< d. Per. I take heavr.n to witness Don Aim. Pcitid i, Portilla, your atlac'arji(3ut Ui your mist: :^ss carries you too far. Per. M 3.y I never stir Irom this spot ii* — — Don Alon. Pray let me have no more oflhii. Per. Atid yoa won't hear me ? Don Alon. iVo — no. Per. (sudiUnlj rhhig) T'aeai you're , a barbaro!!?, un- feeling monster ! I see liow it is — you're tired of your wife, and > on want to get rid of her — yon do — I seo you dp. Yo.rre~,a brntc— I can call you jiotbinj;; else — you are — you are— but, dear don Alonzo, now, you G.ne- \j must be joking — yoa dont iateiid to use my poor mis tress o cruelly ? Don Alon. Ah ! Pertijla ; heaven alone knows how it cuts m:^ to th^ soul. Hoved her — loved her! I love her still, fiiscas she is, too— too warmly. T;ie passion can ortjy be rooted from my heart by tearing away the soil "wher-r. it grows. Par. Tiie'.i why this ohstiaat? refusal lo do her jtistice ? you shall see iier if it be in the po\^er Of a niortal, V\\ compass some scheme to bring you together. The cciint is not arrived, so there is yet time. If there be faith iB dream.-, yon wiil come to^' other at kit in spite of crus- ty fdth."' s, and busy bodica- i>i boili sexes, whyn ali these petiy i-i-licnlti s a* id jealous whims, willscrve you, as th^y ought to do now, to laugh at. Don Aim. Mistaken the house^! a poor excuse to de- vise ! . - Per. Sir ! Don. Alon. Her reputation, too ! tliere seems sojiic- thini of consciousness m the fear of its hsjiuy. Per. Are you dreaming, .sir? Don Alon. What were yon saying, Peitih'a ? Per. Come, sir, Avha't kind soothhig mefcsage diali r 40 STUDENTS OF [Jameson bear to my mistress ? poor dear lady ! she needs some consolation. Don Alon. Alas ♦ I can afford her none. If she has the least iiegree of feeling, the sight of me — the very mention oi my name must wound her. Per. If they do, sir, they carry their cure with them. Only try, sir, what effect your name will have on her at the bottom of a sheet of paper. A few soft words will cost you no trouble. Don Alon, I have given you my determination al- ready. Per. Is it possible, sir, you can be in earnest ? Don Alon. 1 wish to be leit alone. Per. Then you will neither write to her or see her ? Don Alon. Nevermore. Per. You're a vile hypocritical monster! shame, shame on you, to treat a poor fond woman in this bar- barous way. I couM tear your eyes out, I could. If you had the least atom of maniiood in you, you couldn't treat a sweet creature so unfeelingly. But tis the way with you all— I'll never trust a man again as long as I live, (going) Don Alon. (aside) 1 like this ebullition of feeling. Here, Pert ilia ! Per. Weil, what do you want ? Don Alon. Your affection for your mistress, however undeserving slie might be, pleases me greatly. Here, take this piuse — it is a poor acknowledgment of my feel- ing. Though participating in your mistress's guilt, I like your ficieiity to her. Per. Do you, sir ? then I'll take care not to offend you-r-take your trash — I scorn it as much as I do your- self, [exit Don Alon. Surely tlje girl would never be so outra- geous in the defence of her mistress if there were not groitaus for her exculpation. Pshaw ! these women are so fdll 01 artifice. Yet if the story should be true ! I have Don Alon. Too freely, I fear, sir. ' \Don CA,r,^.Pshavv ! now you're beginning with your wisdom. Let nie leil you that- to b^ piom.iiuiely wise is contrary to the course of nature, which hath properly made every thing progressive. A ciilf witli two heads h. not a greater monster than a young philosopher. F; heaven's sake, my dear feiiovv, doat riui into the foil; of appearing wise. Don Alon. it Is a folly you never will be guilty of. I heard of your adveaMirelastuigiit, sir. Don Chr. Ay ! taith — I was near caught. Don Alon. Well, sir, how do you like donna Angoli- • ;i on belter acquaiutai^f'f? * n2 42 STUDENTS OP [JamesoK Don Chr. Better ay ! can that be — yes, egad it is — excuse me a moment, will you ? there's a young fellow I want to spj^ak with. [exU Don Alon. He is alarmed, and has broke away to avoid my questioning. It is indeed too clear. Pertilla, in the warmth of her temper, has disclosed more thaD they meant me to know, and their clashing evidence affords the clearest proof of the fact. mter a man with a letter. Man. That's he, as the lady pointed out, I think. Prar, sir, ben't vour honor don Cluistoval d'Olvredo ? Don Alon. Cliristoval D'Olvredo ? Alan. A lady in the street axed me to give you this here, ii so be that you be. Don Alon. Let me see it— a woman's hand ! yes— yes. Man. Oh ! then ray humble service to your honor. [exit Don Alon. It is not her hand, but bow easy it is to feign. Yet, now I look at it. there is something similar. Pr:.y, my friend — ha ! is he gone ? what can I do ? shall I be the courior to her intrigues — tamely hand over to a rival thf declaration of my ruin ? (as he speaks he opens the letter) shall 1 — wlja; liave I done ? psliaw ! I carry my delicacy too far — my situation warrants their breach Act IIIJ SALAMANCA 4« Ha! it is! it is — oh ! liiitlilcss — faithless woman! [reads) *' If the danger you inenrred last night has not cooled your coui-age, meet me to night at the gate leading to the garden." Abandoned ercature ! lost to every sense of feeling and propriety. What treachery in nature, to hide such deformity under so engaging an exterior ! here is one whose face seems the index of every virtue, but the modest blush that so sweetly mantles on her c!ie*^k, the enchanting smile that illumines her features witl) such lovely lustre, the heavenly cadence of her voice, the be- witching elegance of her raaniuTS, where art appears so delicately to have tempered nature — all — all are but sem- blances, and like the .attraction of the fabled Lamia, de- ceitful lures. Tiie tcncier. the diffident Angelica, to be thus bold and intemperate ! I'll strip her of the veil that shrouds her vices — yes, once more I'll see her — she shall meet a lover of a difl(Tent temper than she expects — false — perjured — worthless — abandoned woman ! [exit enter aminta. I hope the man gave him the letter. I am sure it was him. I shall be able now to determine whether he has really met Angelica. Ha! bless me ! — there he is again—coming tliis way too. (puts dorvn her veil J He sees me. What shall I do ? it would look odd to huriy away as if I wanted to attract his notice by my fears. ciiter don christoval. Don Chr. Her figure, I'll swear. Donna Am. There will be more propriety in staying. Don Chr, Pray, madam, cau you be so obliging as to direct me to — Donna Am, No, sir, I can't indeed. Don, Chr. (aside) Egad, it is — yes, madam, yon can. You stand like a sign post on the road to happi- ness, and whoever looks at you must know the way. Donna Am. Pshaw ! Don Chr. If the simile is a bad one, madam, tis no wonder. My mind is so concentrated just now, that it cannot send its faculties abroad for comparisons. M STUDENTS OF [Jainesoii Donna Am- Pray, sir, dout waste your time aiid compumcnts opoii me. I should thaok yon ulso to be less irbe. I btg, since your mind is so 'lomestic, yoit will keep your raaiuiers at home also. Don Chr. My manners, madam, are regdiated by my heart. The channel between the heart am' the tongue, y.hicb, in most people, is closed up, has been left opeii jii me, so that my expressions are conveyed direct from the organ of feeling to the organ of utterance. Donna Am. Yes, ^r, brtt as you are accustomed to speak with gieat rapidity, it no doubt will often happen, that words may slip out of your mouth before you have > time to annex a meaning to them. Do7i Chr. Faith, madam, if meaning cannot be gath- ered from my, words, my eyes, the best annotatoTs in the world, can assist with explanatory notes, i am not ashamed of the charge, men always talk nonsense wlien in love. But the Jan^riage of the heart, like the learned tongue of China, consists chiefly of signs— so my sweet senora — [endeavors to take her hand) Donna Am. Sir, this is a freedom I cannot allow. Don Chr. Nay, now my dear donna Angelica. Donm Am. Sir, donna Angelica ! Don Chr. Ay, you see I have got your name, (aside J She can't have got the letter, suroly, by her surprise. Donna Am. (aside) It is impossible he can mistake ,ne — I'll prove it Ijowever. (lifts her veil) Let me un- deceive you, sir, that you may no Idnger squander your speeches. Don Chr. True, madam, for now I can use no faculty but sijiht. Donna Am. (aside) Does iie jest? DON GASPAR enters behind. Don Chr. Thou fairest object that I ever viewed— Donna Am. So (he chanii is broken ? Don Chr. No, madam, but the sentiment having been ooniined in wy bosom ever since I first beheld you, took ihe opportunity of my tongue b^'ing at leisure to make its' escape. Yes, thou charming Act ilij SALAMANCA 4o Donna Jm. Softly, sir, softly, you are too f'oi warj. I have some preliiriinary ALAMANCA 47 cation ! what woul'l you liave done, you jafle, had you. been born in Turkey ? Donna Am. Why, if I couldn't have got out» I should hav(> staid in, and hit upon some e?i[>t>dit:nt to bring the n^onntn.in to inn, as I couldn't go to tlie mountain; Just as the discouj-olate donna Hilaria Dolorosa contrived to aninse horpeH'with her grief^ when a report cameJ tliat her husband wa^ killrd, Don Gas. What did ?hc do ? Donna Am. Shut herself up in a chainber Avlth a camera obscttra, and consoled herself v.ith observing the passengers a? they cast up viheir eyes in compassion at the closed ^^indosv shutters. Don Gas. Ha ! ha! a diverting scheme ! Donna Am. So it miglit have proved, but, Avhiie gaz- ing at the figure of a cavalier prancing by, she saw the slrade of her husband cross the street and knock at the door. ■ ,'y^ Don Gas. Oh ! lord I it must have shocked her very mnch. Donna Am. Very much indeed— -she never recovered the fright. Don Gas. Ha ! ha ! but zounds ! come along — here sre some young leliows coming. Tije streets are cram- med with a parcel of loungii»g puppies -^vith Ikces smoth- ered in whiskers — come. along— you're luwlermy care at prcr^cnt, and Til ansvve^^fal' no woman that's not un- der my eye, or lock and key. What are yhal! be too late for the lecture. I must be more atten- Livo to my studies, cr I shall get reprimanded by my tu-> Oi'. Pedro. 48 STUDENTS OF fhnn^^^o^ Soy. Yek, your honor. Don Daph. Where's my book of exercises / Boy. Iv'e forgot it, your honor. Don Daph. You little blockhead, go about your busi- ness, [beats him off) I shall certainly have an imposi- tion. My tutor says I'm too giddy, and dont pay atten- tion to my stu lies— hugh ! hugh! he calls me a hair-* brained fellow — hugh ! hugh ! — he says I've too many , pranks about me. I nnist take up — that's certain — '- hugh ! hugh ! enter gero^timo. Ger. Ay ! there he is — I thought I heard his cough. Don Daph. I shall be too late for the lecture. Ger. Y()V:V norship ! your norship ! Don Daph. Hey ! who's that ? Ger. Sepor don Daphnis ! senor ! Don Daph. What, Geronimo ? Ger. 1 am glad I have met your worship. I wasjus^' coming, Don Daph. Then you may go back again. Sir, I shall not be misled any more by your pander tricks. You ought to be ashamed of yourself^ — an old fellow like you to Ijave to do with such things ! Ger. Good lord ! your worship. Don Daph. I am not such a young hand as you take me for. Tins amour has cost me already some pistoles, besides a sciatica and a lumbago. I have determined to have nothing more to do with it. Ger. Will your worship allow me to ask you one ques- tion ? Don Daph. Well, be quick then, > Ger. If your worship was running a race would youn give in just when you came in sight of the goal. Don Daph. Yes — because being short sighted, 1 could'nt see it till it was close to my nose, w Ger. Ha ! ha ! your worship is a wag. A ^rd in your worship's eai'. , Don Daph. In the other one if you please, for I've ,< cold in my head. ^ Act III] SALAMANCA 43 Ger. My mistress has deteriinneil to run auay from her lathrr. Don Daph. And so liaveT— frojn her. Ger. But your worship, she has bade me settle it all with you. Don Daph. Eh ? Ger. Your worship must know that my master, don Caspar, has locked iier up, and I am the only one trusted with the key. My young lady, fearful ofhvu- lather's an- ger, has prayed nic to assist her escape. Now I have so planned tfiat your worship shall meet her as a fricna of mine, and convey Iter to the Convent della Trinita, where she would take^refuge. Don Baph. Is there no danger in the case ? that fatlier of hers is a conlbundcd grufl'old fellow. Ger, Bless your vrorship, you may carry her otFas easi- ly as I could pocket a pistole. Don Daph. Hum ! I dont like your night rambling j besides, it looks prodigiously like rain. Ger. As your worship plesisest— I know a gentleman that Don Daph. You're sure there's no danger! Ger. None in the norld, your worship. Don Daph. Ah affair of tliis kind will bring reputation. Weilj'Geronimo, 1 think I'll venture. Ger. You have only to be about dusk at the garden gate Don Daph. Ay ! ay ! tell my fair angel I'll be with her \--^ont let it be after night fall, Geronimo, for the dews fall very heavy. Bless my soul ! though — tell my char- mer her kriight shall not fail her — i'm dying for her — tol de roll — to! de — luigh ! liuah ! [exeunt don Daphnia Ger. Dying for her ! true — for you've got an asthma in her service already. So, this is arranged — ay ! ay ! leave me alone for plotting. IVly young mistress has been begging of me to let licr escape to the convent — the old don and-she may manage that as they please — 1 satisfy both pa/ties, and do an act of kindness. Pertilla's aflfair comes da next, and this letter I trust will settle it. Oh ! here com^ my friend Miguel. STUDENTS OF [JamesoP. enter miguei,. Mig. Ha ! old geutlenian — whither tottering, to ves* pers or the vintner's ? Ger, Ah ! senor Miguel, yon must aluayshave your joke. Weil — well. 1 love one myseli', and have crack- ed a few in my time. Mig. Ay ! yonr jokes are generally cracked, and won's hold together. Ger, Ha ! ha ! you are merry, senor, you are merry. Mig. Yes, I've been buying some mirth, and have half paid lor it. Ger. Half paid for it ! Mig. Ay— J got a flask of wine from a vintner, and paid him tor it, and 1 shall get into a scrape prCvSently, and pay for it again. But 1 say my old cock, have yoi! got us an answer yet ? Ger. Truly, your master is an impatient lover. I have been looki'vg for you all day. Mig. ^Viiat, to give it me ? Ger. Why, Tve known in that time half a ream of let- ters written and answered. Mig. [aside) 1 must proceed socratically I see — the common way won't do. — Pray, senor Geronimo, allow me to ask you a question or two. Ger. Weil, senor. Mig. Do you know if your mistress has been writing ^ letter to day ? Ger. Yes. Mig. So. Who was it to ? Ger. To your master. Mig. Yery well, I get on. — Yvlio did she give it to ?* Ger. To me. Mig. That's right. And pray where is it ? Ger. Here, [gives a letter) Mig. Socrates, I thank thee ! — this shows the benefi of learning, I should never have got the letter from liir if I hadn't known logic. enter don chrjstotal. Don C/^r.^W^hy, Miguel, where tJie deuce have yon Act III] SALAMANCA 51 Mig. Oh ! sir, is it you ? [to Geronhno) Pull offyour / bat — :pnli oflyour hat aiKJ inak<^. one ol your best S^ows, — sir, I i\av€ the honor to pr< sent to yoii, senor Geroni- ^ mo Babosiilo, secretary lor home atiairs to don Gaspar de Souza, one very much at your honor's Sf^rvicc, aiid who^is highly ambitious of bein^ distiiiguisbed by your favor. ^' : (T<)r. Yonr worship's to command. Uon Chr. Senor Geroninio. I am^mnch your debtpr,. pray do {ne the favor to accept a small recempense. [gives money) ._ ,^ Qer. Ihumbly thank your worship, and vvish your woi'- -'«hii>, a very, good day. — [aside) He'Ji make a charmiiig , son-ii^law. I'll pay hiin back his own money tor a portion. [exit {Miguel gives Jon Chrfstoval the letter) Dm Chr. A letter trom her! yes — "Angelica de .Sonza," .She was too niodcst to speak her sentiments. TTiM ! let's see— (rcffffs) " the garden gate to night."-— So, feb—^omjiiiant enough. Faith, this angel oC mine is a uo- nian. *' Trust your iiouor." Yesyhi,s letter ? Mig. Why, truly, sir, since you ask mc, I nuist be al- I lowed to say, I tl^ink she who wrote it is, as you observe, I devilish ea?;y. ^' Bon Chr. So then, you impudent rascal, you have read it. f draws his sivorrj) Mig. I read it ! good lord ! Uon Chr. Kneel down, sir, this moment. 3Hg. SiiVl am short-sighted and couldn't see a word of it. pose I did ! why, then, madam, I expect- ed to be obeyed. Per. Why then, sir, yon see you're mistaken. I was liired to wait on donna Angelica, not on you. Donna Ang. Fy ! ff I Pertilla. Don Gas. Wliat do you mean, you jade, by this lai. giiage to me ? Per. (aside) Hang the old fellow ! I dont mind him. I shall be above his anger soon, and I'll speak my mind ely. Don Gas. Answer me, I say. What do you mean by |Lhis style of speaking ? ' Per. Sir, my style of speaking is sufl[iciently intelligi ble. I spoke plain purposely, that I might not be above the level of your capacity. Donna Ang. Pertilla ! Don Gas. You saucy jade ! — vou impudent baggage E 2 54 STUDENTS OF [Jameson zounds ! if it wasn't that you wore petticoats, I'd knock yon «>own. Donna Ang. Pray, sir, forbear. — Pertilla, I am sur- prised at you. Per. Oh, ma'am, I thank you, I want neither ally nor mediator. I like to see old men in a passion — it circu- lates their blood, and does them a vast deal of good. As to my petticoats, sir, they shan't prevent your magnani- mous designs, for I'm a follower of the fashions, and wear tione. Don Gas. Hussy ! hussy ! hussy ! Donna Ang. Sir, I beg of you not to mind her. Per. Yes, yes, sir, I beg, you wont mind me, and then we shall be on an equal sooting. Don Gas. I shall choke. Get out of my house, hussy, get out of my house. Per. I intended it, sir, in an hour, but, to oblige you, I'll go sooner. Don Gas. Out of my house, Jezebel, impudence per- vsonified. Per. Ma'am, I shall hope for the pleasure of seeing yon I Don Gas, No parleying, hussy, no parleying. Out this moment. Per. Sir, your servant. Don Gas. Oh ! nsadara, I shan't part with you, till yo!i''r<; fairly out. Per. Sir, I beg you will not give youreelf this trouble. Do7i Ga^. Away, you saucy jade, you paragon of cham- bermaids. Per. Ha ! ha ! ha ! [exit — don Gasparfollomng inarage Donna Ang. Tiiis behavior of Pertilia's is so strange, she certainly mu>t have some design in it. Yes— it must be so. She may peiiiaps have drawn him off, to favor ray escape. Tiie passages are all open ; it is a favorable moment, and I fear my iathei' may be instigated by hi?; rage to confine me more closely. My heart almost fails me, but if 1 hesitate, I may be lost. [exit END OF THE THIRD ACT. Act IV] SALAMANCA 5^ ACT IV. SCENE I — a garden-wall and gate — night. enter don alonzo. Tis about the lime. Night throws her veil over the face (>r nature, and shields crime ami riot from the daunt- ing lidit of heaven. What folly is it to run myself thus on the stake ! why do I seek what will only render me miserable ? yet the assurance of my wretchedness will confer a partial happiness. Oh, Angelica ! Angelica ! object of my earliest wishes, my latest sighs ; with what trans[)ort have I hailed the moment ol* our mseting, and now, alas ! I tremble at every footstep, lest it should be thine, (music behind)— What was that ? (music is heard mellon'ed by distance — afier a short sym* phoni/, the following stanza is sung J In vain, ye envious winds, ye bear Oir.' music from the sleeping fair. Kind echo saves the fleeting strain. And wafts it to her ear again. Don Alon. Some lover happy in his mistress's smiles. Ah I soason of Joy, where no cloud o'ershado»vs, but a sigh can dissipate ! — he conies this way ! [retires aside enter don christoval. Don Chr. Hang the time, how it creeps ! I'm sure all the clocks in Salamanca are too slow. Don J Ion. Tis Christoval J—li^ must be accustomed to the haunt. Don Chr. I'm always so confoundedly impatient — that's t!ie worst of me. When I go a journey, I'm never easy till I get to tlje end of it. When I begin a book, one sitting brings nie from the title-page to thehnis. When I hear a sermon, i'm on the fidgets till it's over. Some fellows now will take these things very coolly — will care- fully note you the memorabilia between every milestone, dog's-ear a book with fifty diifereut readings, and quietly 5G- STUDENTS OF [Jameson doze through a sermon till the amen comes, like the great bail at an old mansion, and wakens them out of their sleep. — Ha ! what was that ? Don Alon, The gate moves ! be still — be still, my heart ! (Angelica appears at the gate) Don Chr. Tis her, by V^enns I hist ! hist ! senora ! Donna Ang. (comes forward ) Is it yop., senor ? Don Alon. Tis her — tis her ! I am petrified — ^my blood is frozen. Don Chr. Yes, my Angelica, tis I. Donna Ang. Let us haste ttien. v Don Alon. (rushes forward) Stay— stay — perjured, abandoned woman ! Donna Ang. Oh ! heavens ! Don Chr. A!onzo ! Don Alon. Stfiy, til! yon see the just resentment of an injured husband hurled on your paramour, (draws his sword) Donna Ang. Alonzo ! Alonzo ! for heaven's sake for- bear. You arc deceived— you are deceived, (hangs on him) Don Alon. Trno — true — I am — I am deceived. Oh ! Angelica ! Angelica ! Don Chr. What can this mean ? why, Alonzo— — Don Alon. Ha ! that voice rouses me. I will not be unmanned. Away™ away — thou specious sorceress Guard yourself, str. Don Chr. Hey! Donna Ang. What madness possesses you ? (Aminta ay cars at the gate) Don Chr, He has had a hard run upon his head, foiN he seems out of Jiis wits. Do7i Alon. Am I taunted — ridiculed! unhand mcwo« man — [breaks from Angelica) sir, youshalllearn wheth- er I be serious or not. (pushes at don Chrutoval — Amin- Ija rushes fonvard, and holds him) Ha ! X)on Chr. Say you so, tlien Vq7}na Ang. (holds don Christovat) Forhsir senor^ Act IV] SALAMANCA 57 forl)par, wlioevcr you arc — fly this moment, I entreat, I command you fly. Don Alon. No. madam, no, your paramour shall not escape me — (stmc^glcs mth both the woraen) Donna Am. Fly, snnor, fly. Don Chr. LuHes, I must beg to be exeused-^1 can't fly, unless one of yon angels carry me with you. Don Almi. I am the sport of them. Well, sir, well -Trthe women are your safeguards now, but I siiall find a tune Donna Ang. Stay, Alon^o. Will you not hear me ? Don Alon. Hear you I I have listened to you too long, insidious woman. This heart — this aching henrt is my testimony. I have broke your chains secure as you might tiiink them. Tliough lacerated 'with the struggle, and tx)in with wour!<]s so deep seated, Ihey never can be heal- ed. Go — go— falsest of thy sex — impose on those who know thee not, 1 have done with thee for ever. [^exit Donna Ang. Alonzo ! Alonzo ! barbarian ! this must be premeditated ciueUy^— Alonzo ! Alonzo ! [exit Donna Am. Angelica ! she is gone! what can this njcaii ? wliither can she ,be fled ? Don Chr. Is it you, madam ? Donna Am. For lieaven's sake, sir, fly after her and sav^- h"r. Don Chr. What, that ether lady ? where, madam, wiipre ? I know as little about her as you do. All I know is 1 know nothing. Donna Am. You can be no gentleman, sir, to refuse assistance in tiiis extremity. I'll fly myself rathcr^ Don Chr. Oh ! oh ! for mercy's sake, madam, dont leave me — [sUys his handkerchief round kis leg) oh I oh ! Donna Am. What's the matter ? Don Chr. Alas! madam — I would readily have exe- cuted your commands, but — oh ! — I am desperately wounded. DonM/i Am,. Wounded ! Don Chr. My strength fails me, that I can scarce ■ (reels towards Aminia, and leans on her) — oh ! Donna Am. Good heavens ! let me run for assistance. J)on Chr. ]Soy mad^im, no — I would rather die here ^8 STUDENTS OF [Jamesou than you sho:']! be discovered. Yoiir reputation is dear- er to me tn.in life. Uonna Am. Yonv Hie ! h it -o sedotis? Don Chi'. Alas ! naailaiii, I ll;ar so. But yet if I were to di;: I! ,->}, yonr repntutiopi might be mare eruiangered. Dijnna, Jm. i care not what concerns me, so that ' can save you. I'll dy this raom^ it- — — Don Chr. Ah ! rn;idam, it'yo-j leave me, J shall eea^ to exist. Life will ebb at once, when its sweetest sjla... is away. '"•' ' Donna Am. What ■^oall I do ? dearest don Christoval - — I a«i so coni'used 1 1: jon' not what I say ;— what can be done *? Don Chr. If v permit an, madam, oniy to lean on you, I think i eo'rdd manage to erawl to ray lodiv- ings, which are near. It is dark, or 1 would sooner d; than expose yon— oh ! Donna Am. For heaVea's sake then come— I scare know what I am about— I am terriiied to death — pray do not deSay. Nay — nay — leDu on me. Don Chr. Oh I a thousand il};u}ks, my sweet geueroii: angel — oh ! [cxeu.- enter rERTiLLA. So, here I am at last, and lis well I arn, I never vvas > frightened in my life. I have fought ray way througU crowds of iincountered shopboys and brainheateusl^idehts," (Geronhno appears at the gats) To be sitre, a genteel looking figure out alone at this time of night is enough • to Ger. Hist ! hl>i ! Fertilla ! Per. Hey! wiuVs that? Ger. f advancing J Is it you, Pertilla ? Per. Oh ! sir, is it you ? I protest I tiiought it was don C^hri^^toval. Ger. What, is he not come ? Per. I am but this moment come myself— I'm sure I thought I should never Ger. Bless my soul ! we must march, girl, we raus^ match. This is no place for us now. My young lady iws escaped, and don Gaspar is on the alarm. Act IV] SALAI\TANCA 5^ Per. ]My mistress esraprd ! Ger. Yes, but— ha ! what if 1 have it — I have it. Per. Ilry ! have niiat ? Ger. A schoriic, yon jade, a scheme ; — ay ! ay ! mine (s the head. Look'e — don Chri-^toval takes you to he donna Angelica — ten to one but he has heard of her es- cape — now yon shall l:y to liim directly — declare what you have done was for him and claim his protec- tion. My head to a barber's 1)lock but he snaps at the oppoilunity, whips yon oflf, red-hot, to some matrimonial forge, and gets a clever workman of a friai' to rivet you together before any thing can be discovered. Per. Hum ! but Ger. No butting — no butting. Now or never — come along, I'll show you where he lives — there's no time to lose. , Per. Lord ! sir — I tremble so — Ger. Zounds ! come along — every thing must out soon, and then we're done tor. One must use one's wits, child, in this world, and cheat in one's turn, in order to gain an honest livelihood. Per. But only think, m' — Ger. Only think ! only act. I plan — you execute — leave me to think. Don Gas. (rvithout) Have you searched the garden ? Ger. Zounds ! there's don Caspar ! away — away. Per. I wish I had never — Ger. Come along — come along. [exeunt enter froTn the gate, don gaspar and servants. Don Gas. I heard a noise here but now — she must certainly have gone this way. Ha ! I think I see a fig- ure stealing along yonder — yes, it approaches ; — softly, softly — lay close. (they move back J enter don daphnis, Don Daph. Hugh ! hugh ! how the night air catches one's breath. That's the worst of my impatience — I have forgot my lozenges. Hugh ! hugh ! I can't speak without a hugh ! h>igh ! I prot<;st though I feel wondcr- ffully lively— would the charming creature was come. 60 STUDENTS OF [Jameson Don Gas. (aside J Who have we here ? Don Daph. What a flaming paragraph will this affair make in a newspaper. When I enter a party I shall be sainted with an universal — " that's him.'''' Then as I walk tlie streets the damsels will be quarrelling with each other ibr a peep through tlie lattices, while the duennas douii with their veils, and luirry home with their chargr _ es, like a brood of chickens from a hawk. Don Gas. (aside) I should know that voice ! Don Dafh. Hey I what was that ? it's plaguy dark — ^I doiit much like the place. What's that moving ! — (don Caspar motions the servants to advance) — I'm sure i heard something breathe. (goes on tiptoe to a corner, don Caspar, &'c. advancing to encircle him, stumble against each other) Don Gas. Where is he ? who's there ? DonDaph. (aside) Oh ! lord ! oh! loixi ! what shall I do ! ' Don Gas. Guard every avenue, and l>e on the watch ^ — some one is here, I am certain ; — wiioever it is, they shan't escape us. (they grope about — don Daphnis holds a pocket handker- chief to his mouth, and appears laboring with a cough — at last he bursts out — ) Don Daph. Hugh ! hugh ! hugh ! oh lord ! oh Joi'd ! hugh ! hugh ! hugh ! Don Gas. Ha ! here he is. (they bring him forward) who are you, sir, and what are you doing here ? Don Daph. Sir, I am a student ot the university, and am come here to hugh ! hugh ! hugh ! Don Gas. Oh ! sir, is it you ? — 1 suspect tliis fellow. — Look'e, sir, this is the second time I have tbund you hovering about my house suspiciously. Don Daph. Sir, it is hard a gentleman can't take the air — Don Gas. Take the air, sir, you came, sir, to take my^ daughter. You are in league, sir, with don Christoval— • confess, siri%h, confess. Don Daph. Sir, I dont understand this treatflieut. V am a gentleman, and I expect--* Act IV] .SALAMANCA 61 Don Gas. A «entlrin;in. sir, a gontlemarr ! this miy be a plan to mak*> me losr time. Here, j3at this gentle- man in tl.e (lark cellar, and keep him secure till I return- Don Daph. Sir ! sir ! hear me a moment — Don Gas. Confess all you knou', sir. Don Dapfi. I w ill sir, I will. Don Gas. Aii ! where is she ? where is she ? Don Daph. Indeed, I dont know, sir. Don Gas. ZoTUiils ! sir, do you banter rae ? yes, yes, this is ajscheme to detain me ; — take him in — take hini in. Don Daph. T II never have any thing more to do with her. Don Gas. So — so — then you are in the plot — in league with don Christoval ? where has he taken her to, sir — hey ? . Don Daph. I protest to you, sir, I know nothing of ^don Christoval. I was only to have taken her to the nunnery. — Don Gas. Hey ! to the nunnery ! to tJie nunnery I bl&ss my soul I wim knows but — take him in — take him in — there's no time to lose. I'll find her before I sleep. Don Daph. Oii ! lord ! oh ! lord ! the devi! take the women — I'll never look at a petticoat again. [exeunt don Daphnis 7vUh some of the servants Don Gas. Here, you Perez, run tor an alguazil, aiid follow me to the nunnery. I'll find her if she be in Sal- amanca, [ejciin! scEXE u — a street, enter angelica. Donna Jng. I am bewildered in the maze of the streets and know not which way to turn. Cruel — cruel Alonzo ! what can have perverted thy nature thus ? the sacr*d obligation he has entered into, entitles me to his protection, and not to demand it in this exigence may on- ly strengthen the delusion t.'iat misleads him. enter miguel. Mig. That flask has given me a proper degree of as- F STUDENTS OF [Jameson laance. I'm ripe for a frolk; noK. If breaking lamps aihl hamstiiiiging watchmen wasn't out of fashion — Donna Ang, Senor ! Mig. Tiic deuce take the girls, tliey're alw?.ys at onr. A fine figure, like me, is sure to attract 'em. Donna Ang. Senor ! Mig. (mimics) Senora ! come here you little bag- ^age ! Donna Ang. What shall I d.o 7 3Iig. If you're Daphne, I'm Apollo — come here say. (catches hold of her) — Pray, my dear, what styl of beauty are you ? Donna Ang. Sir, I must beg— 3jig. Beg — you little vagrant ! what, uith that pretty face ? there's sparkling peepers ior you ! I suppose, by your nightly rambles, the commissioners for ligiiting con- tract with you for the use of tliem ? Donna Ang. Let me go, fellow. Mig. Fellow ! you're looking at the lace on my doub- let '? it's a masquerade habit, my dear. Donna Ang. Whoever you are, sir, I iiitrcatyon to release me. For heaven's sake,- let me go. Ok! Alon- zo ! could you but see your Angelica now ! Mig. Hey ! Angelica ; zounds ! no^v I remember th( very voice I heard last night from the window — ray mas, ier's mistress. Donna Ang. Will you not release me ? Mig. First, senora, let me gain my pardon. If I'm not confoundedly mistaken, you are donna Angelica de Souza ? Donna Ang. Does he kiiow me ! Mig. Dont be alarmed, senora, you're near friends. You expected to meet some one to-night ? Donna Ang. What ! can this be the person Geroni- mo appointed ! how, sir — Mig. Gcronimo and I settled matters — I am in the secret — but mum— I'm a man of honor. Donna Ang. Tis he senor, I am Angelica de Souza. My situation is singular, but I cannot now explain — I ad- mit your apologies, on condition you convey me to the Calle Mayor — do you know one don Alonzo de Nunez ? Mig, jK;iow hiip I ay— as w. Act IVj SALAJVIANCA 65 Mig. Bless you ! it's impossible — lie's coniing iij) — - J*d better get her otit of the way though — here, seiiora, here — uo place but the bed chamber — step in here- quick — quick. (Pertilla retires) The grand signor is a moderate man to uiy master. (Angelica knocks) Donna Aug. frvUhin) Senor ! jWg. Hush ! hush ! (opens the door) lay still, here are .some strangers coming. Per. (peeping) Is he come ? 3Iig. iVIum ! mum! — P 11 shut the door. For heaven's sake, senora, keep quiet, here's some young fellows com- ing up rather mellow, so I'll lock the door, (locks it) Per. Senor ! Mig. Confound it! you'll be seen — I tell you. There's no key to that door. Hist ! here they come, I'd better move off and get out of the scrape. [eitit enter don curistoval and aminta. Don Chr. One step more, and now — my charming girl, how can I thank you for this tender solicitude ? Donna Am. You seem revived, sir ? Don Chr, Revived, madam, I am past life's limit, and in paradise. Donna Am. What do you moan, sir ? Don Chr. First, madam, to solicit your pardon for the feint I have used. Donna Am. Good heavens ! is it possible ! have you betrayed me hither ? but why do I remain a moment — Don Chr. (detaining her) Stay, stay, my fair angel ! Donna Am. Sir ! sir ! tan you have tlie baseness — Don Chr. I have only lined you to a place of safety, i^iy sweet girl. The deceit is an evidence of my truth ; — «ven in the glowing moments oi rapture 1 an) t^mperod into discretion by the care of your uelfare and reputa- tion. Donna Am. Release me, release me. Don Chr. Fai- be it from me, like savage idolaters, t(* constrain my idol to bless me. (kneels) In this lo.^ly attitude, which best becomes ifae, let m^^ sue foi" puilon and merit by humility what I dare not otherwise aspire to. F 2 $6 STUDENTS OF [Jameson Donna Am. Sir — I, I — Don Chr. (aside) She's coming, faith ! this fustian tickles her ears. Sooner shall the fixed stars — Don Jlon. (wiihout) I must — I will see him. Don Chr. Hey ! Donna Am. Heavens ! some one is coming ! Don Alon. (without) No matter — I must see him. Don Chr. Be not alarmed, my angel, no one shall dare — Donna, Am. Oh ! sir ! sir ! what shall I do ? Don Chr. Retire, my sweet girl, into this room awhile. [goes to the door where Pertiila is) ha ! sure 1 saw some one! — pshavr ! the flapping of the curtains. Here— here— on the faith of a gentleman and a sincere adorer, J will preserve you from every danger. Donna Am. This is the fruit of my designing ! [exit Don Chr. Tis Alonzo ! his tone seems high too ! enter don alonzo. Don Alon. So, sir, you are here though you would be denied to me ? how guilt weakens the fibres of the soul, and unbraces the spirit. I have known you in the sallies of intemperate mirth, bold as an hungry lion, but now you huve an enemy within that shakes your soul, anil makes your courage droop. Don Chr. No, faith, you're quite out there. I confess my soul has been dancing a seguidilla for this hour or two, but it has not, as you seem to think, been scared into merriment, like a negro in a slave ship. Don Alon. Palti y jester ! think not to turn the edge of my resentment. This frivolous humor, sir, is ill suit- ed to your purpose. I am not to be trifled with. Don Chr. Pardon me, my dear fellow, but if you'll go and order a light repast at the next posada, I'll come and hear you spout as long as you will. I have a prob- lem in natural philosophy first to solve — Don Alon. Do you think, sir, tliis lightness passes on jne for the coolness of innocence ? sir, I am come on no trivial occasion. You have wronged me in a way that no ^ecorapense^an soften, or revenge satiate. I come to de- mand from you the confirmation of my niisery and you'' Act IVj .SALAMANCA 6? guilt'. Stand ]>oldly forward — ^yoii have a sword hrsule you — teil rae you have kaovvingly m ured me, and then unsheath it. ^ DonChr. The almanac's wrong — I see the moon's at the tull. My apprehension is like a cart norsc — I spur it to no purpose — it only (lounders about anti blinus me with dust. I'm enveloped in a toff and a storm mi; cjear it, but if you'll have the goodness to postpone your fuiy awhile, I shall take it as a favor , " Ni (aciat, praria ae terras, cceliunque protundum. *' Quippe ferant rapidi secum, verrantque per auras.'* Don Alnn. Did I require a proof, his nianuer aliords it. Daslai dly traitor I no evasion shall save you. To trifie longer would be to equal your meanness. Dtaw, sir, draw. Love, friendship, every feeling of regard which once possessed ray breast is turned to its opposite, and revenge alo'je — revenge, warm as tlie bligiitea love which calls it forth, now fills my heart. Don Chr. (aside) Uis head is tiu-ned — I had better humor him. — Come, come, ray dear fellow, put up your sword, and let us talk coolly on the siibject. Don Alon. Coolly, sir ! tell the wretch upon the wheel to smile. Draw, sir, draw and defend yourself. Don Chr. Nay then, if you will — ( Am hit a rushes out J Donna Am. Hold ! hold ! for heaven's sake forbear ! Don Alon. Ha ! who have we here ! Don Chr. Pray, madam, dont come uea,r us. Dimna Am. What madness is this ? Don Chr. Stark madness, madam. Do}i Alon. Faithless, even in his love, Donyyj, Am. (sinks into a' chair J I am overcu've stolen a lady, and are come to search for her. ' Don Chr. Blockhead, bar the door— fly with we— what a situation ! [ejcit with Miguel 7U STUDEN'IVS OF [Jamesou Am. What will become oi' lue ? what shall I do ? I wontgoiaio iii- i}ea-c]iambfci\ I'm determined . (runs arid tries the library do(rrJ Per. So, so, lier kdysliip is caught. I thought as lUiieh. Am. Sif, sir ! for heaven's sake assist rae. Don Alon. Madam, 1 — it U locked. [both imsk at the dom') Per. I had better shift for myseli'. Ang. fiviihliij Sciiioivis it you? Per. Hey ! DortAloR. (:.iarts back) Ila ! that voice! Am. Angelica there ! then 5 am right after all. fshs retires to the other chamber J Ang. Open toe Per. My mifitrc Don Alon. Open Li.c ;iuui, iii.a'c. Don Chr. Sir, this is the strangest conduct — donna Angelica is not here. Don Gas. IMl be satisfied of that, sir, before I quit the —ha ! that jade here ! so, so—I am right I see— Ang. For heaven's sake open the door. Don Chr. Hey! Don Gas. Ha ! is she there ? yes, yes, madam, you shall come out. — Get out of the way, hussy — fastened! force it, force it. . [Amenta slips out while don Gaspar, &*c. are occupied with the door) Don Chr. This is the strangest piece of business !— {the door is opened and Angelica brought out] Don Gas. So, so, madani— Actir] SALAMANCA 71 jing. My father ! — where is my Alonzo, where is he .' Don GaK. Now, sir, now — whi^ithavo you to say " Don Chr. Nothing, sir, nothing. 1 have sent my wits on a venture, anti tlif^y are hot yet I'eturned. Don Gas. And w hat have you to say, madam ? {to Angelica) ying. I am at a loss, sir, how — Don Gas. Ay, ay ! T thought you would Iiave had n tale at your fingei-s' ends. Per. No, sir, slie need disguise nothing. Don Gas. Hey 1 Per. My lady's innocence I am sure can be fully prov- ed. Speak out, ma'am, 1 beg of you, and clear yourself. Don Gas, Here is a jade for you ! her innocence, and found in his very house — in don Ciiristoval's own house. Ang. How, sir ! and is this don Christoval's ? Don Chr. Hey ! Per. Ay, ay — I tnew there must be some mistake — Dofi Gas, Zounds ! why do I listen to this ! come^ madam, you must maich.— Sir, your servant — I leave you and your agent there to plot what you please — get my daughter again if you can. A7ig. One moment, sir, let me explain— Don Gas. No, no, come along. Ang. Sir, sir ! Don. Gas. Come along, you jade. [exeunt don Gaspar, Angelica, &,'c.. Per. rdgive the world to speak with her. [exit Don Chr. What a whirl my head's in ! my ideas are as merry, dancing about — stop, sto{» — there's no need of my soliloquizing — 1 needn't engross the whole convf rsa- tioji to myself. Which room has slie hid herself in '! [goesjirst to one door then to the other) madam, madam ! not there. — Madam ! madam ! they're gone — the devil ! she's gone to — 'sdeath ! have I lost her ? if so, I have lost myself. [exit Yet in my breast the vfvid feeling reigns, For still the life of life, my hope remains. END OF THE FOURTH ACT. 72 STUDENTS OF [Jamesoa ACT V. SCENE I — the same, enter don christoval and miguel. Don Chr. So, sir, it was you that caused all tliis con- tusion ? Mig. Sir, I did every thiajr for the best, but, upon my soul, unless you Tavor me with a descriptive list oi your female visitors, it wi'i be totally impossible forme to avoid mistakes. I) on Chr. Do yonjest, sirrali ? ; 1^1 ig. Oh lord ! no, sir— I was never graver in my life. I'm sure you must own, a mail that hasn't been in bed* the.to liAO nigjits cant have miveh spirit for jesting. j Don Chr. Conibund your ofheious medany to irljguel also. enter pertjlla. Per. Oh ? sir ! sir ! sir ! sir ! Don Chr. llcy ! ^\hy what's the matter? Per. Pardon my ludeness, sir-— but, do yen know ar Thins; of don AIodzo ? Act V] SALAMANCA 73 Do7i Chr. Not I, faith. Per. Then you've ruined us all. Don Cfy. The deuce I have ! Per. My f»oor dear mistress, ^vhat will become of her \ Don Chr. Why, what's goin^ on now Per. He's gone, sir, he's gone. Don Chr. Who gone ? Per. Don Alonzo, sir, don Alonzo. Left Salamanca before day-break — Don Chr. Left Salamanca ! Per. Ay, sir, and one of the sweetest creatures of na- ture's framing, whom nothing but his own rankling fancy could tarnish. — Guilty ! she guilty ! iftliere's a remnant of paradise on earth — tis she. Don Chr. Donna Angelica ? Per. Yes, sir, donna Angelica. They have been mar«« ried these three months, and this is the end of it. That I should hav*^ lived to see this ! for lieaven's sake, sir, on with your boots directly and set off after him. Don Chr. Where is he gone ? Per. No one knows whither. The rash unfeeling man ! Do7i Chr. Rash, indeed ! and was it mere suspicion of me Per. Your uutbrtunate mistake of donna Aminta has done it all. Don Chr. Ha ! then you know Per. This is no time for explanation sir ; but I over- heard all that passed here — no matter how — I'm a miser ; able young woman, sir ; but I deserve it all — judgment's Qome upon me. Don Chr. Dont distress yourself, my dear — Per. It's not for myself, sir ; I dont mind what becomes of me. But my poor dear sweet young mistress — it will be the death of her, it will. Had he struck a dagger in- to her heart, he couldn't have done it more surely. And for what ? mere wild fancies. It was a sin to doubt her. Ah ! sir, but for that unfortunate affair — wasn't it a mis- take, sir ? but I'm as bad as him to suppose otherwise ; I know she can clear herself if he was but here ; but he's ijoue, he's gone, he's gone,aad we shall never see him more . U STUDEJVTS OF [Jameson Don Chr. I hope not, from my soul. Per. For heaven's, sake, sir, try to find him ; it's the least yoii can do to remedy the misfortunes your mis- takes have brought on us. Don Chr. That I'll do most readily. Per. Heaven grant you may be successful ! for my part I siidli never rest till I see him. I'll go to all the posadas, and give a description of his person. Not an acre in Spain will I leave iintrod ; and, if I dont find hira here, I'll advertise him in all the newspapers in Europe. [exit Don Chr. What an unlucky dog am I ! and yet after all, I dont see that I'm so much to blame ; how the deuce can a blind man see wlrat he stumbles over ! mar- ried are they ? I dont wonder at his jealousy. Happily 1 can ease him on that score. Yet, surely he can't have been so mad as to — but why do I hesitate ? I may yet find him. — Stop, stop, let me settle my tiome affairs before I venture abroad. I have jealousy in another quarter to dea' with. Doima Aminta, I have got her name at last. That rascal Miguel shall go to her, and clear me— it won't do for me to venture — Miguel! Miguel! (calling) V\l. pen a candid account of my proceedings and request her to cross examine him— Miguel ! Miguel ! I believe she's tolerably inclined to listen to an ecclaircissement. Where can the fellow be ? why, Miguel — enter miguel. Where have you been, sirrah ! Mig. (yawning) A — w ! asleep on the stairs, sir. Don Chr. This is no time for sleeping ; we must be on the alert. I had need to have all my faculties about me. 3 fig. Yes, sir — here I am. Don Chr. Your confounded oificiousness has brought i me into a scrape, and now you must stir yourself to get me out of it. Mig. Yes, sir. Don CA^. You must go to don Caspar's, and deliver a letter I shall give you into donna Aminta's own hand ; I'll trust no more to others. Give her a faithful account of your — Act V] SALAMANCA 7^ Mig. {i/anns) A — w ! Do7i Chr. Why, you rascal, you're asleep still? M}g. No, sir, I'm not. Don Chr. f shakes him J Awake, sir, awake. jyiig. Yes, sir, yes ; 1 am awake. . Do7i Chr. Do you think to rest, sir, when you've brought me into such disquiet ? — bring me pen, ink, .md |«.per, into my dressing-room directly, and take cur j; . ow you execute my orders, or I'll set you into a sleep that ishall last as long as the world. [exeunt scEXE II — don GUspar's house, enter amintta and don gaspar, meeting. Don. Gas. Ha! Aminta, are you there? why, zounds, I thought I had lost you. Where have you been hiding yourself? no one couidtell me what had become of you. Amin. Sir, I have been preparing tor my journey. Don Gas. Your journey ! what journey ! Amln. I intend, ^^ir, returning to Madrid directly. My stay in this house is so particularly disagreeable to yo«r daughter, that 1 can't possibly think of remaining any lon- ^pon'Gas. Disagreeable to my daughter ! disagreeable :to'a fiddlestick. I'll not hear of it — I tell you I'll not hear 'ofit— no,. no, -you're the only one now I can rely on ; 1 can't. part with you. Amin. Indeed, m, i can't remain in any house where I'm ail object -of a>'fersipn, and considered as a prying in- truder; DbnCas. Paw ! paw ! your principles and conduct are too nice* for lier ; she can't bear so neai' a comparison — that's it. No, no, you never had any secrfl raectingF witli young feliows — riever carried on clandestine cor- resplendences — ncva- were found shut up in their closets — oh ! Aminta! Aminta! I havesuch a hi.'-tory to relate — you were in bed and asleep, 1 suppose, when it ail hap- pened ? Aiwn. I have heard, sir-- — . • - Don Gas. Hey ! what, of her running off aiid being found at don Cliiistoval's ? 76 STUDENTS OF [Jameson Amin. Yes, sir, yes ; I have heard it all. Don Gas. Only think of that, now ; though I positive- ly forbade any one to speak of it ! if it gets wind, 1 shall be blown up. — Yon were right, Aminta, you were right. Don Christoval was the man. And yet, would you be- lieve it, they both of them had the audacity to protest innocence, Amin. I dont wonder at it at all, sir ; I believe him ca- I)able ot any thing. £)o7i Gas. Found locked up in his very lodgings ! can one have any doubt after that ? Amin. No, sir, I think not indeed. If he were to tall at my fe^t and swear himself to perdition, I would not believe him innocent ! a base treacherous man ! Do7i Gas. But what do you think of his — Amin. Pray, sir, let us drop the sunject ; it is not one I wish to dwell on. Don Gas. I like your feeling, .4minta, I like your feeling. It's a proof of a very amiable disposition to feel this way for one who has treated you so ill. Amin. Oh, sir — dont think his conduct affects me. Don Gas. Eh ! Amin. Her conduct — her conduct, I mean — that is— it does affect me — Don Gas. I see — I see it does. Oh ! tlie hussy ! to cast such a friend from her ; I can't part with you, child ; I can't part with you. You are tlie only one I can rely on, Aminta. [exit Amin, Ah, he little knows me. — Heigho ! pshaw !— what a silly creature I am to think about it. I wont think about it — 1 won't. No, I'll be perfectly unconcerned — I'mdetennined. Perhaps it may be as well to stay a little longer here, if it was only to show him how little T think about his conduct. Yes, and I'll try to fall in his way wherever he goes; I'll stare him full in the face whenever I meet him, and pass by with a dignitied air, to convince him that I'm nfit the least moved by the diy covery of his double dealing. Pshaw ! I'll think n^ nciore about him I'm determined. A ct V] SAL A M ANCA 7 7 enter geronibio, crossing the stage. 1 wonder if Geronimo knows any thing about this affair. Geronimo ! Ger. Yes, ma'am. Amin. Whither so fast ? wliy, you have grown quit<> young again. You are as nimble — ■ Ger. Ah ! I shall never be young again, ma'am, till F get to my second childhood. Not buF, thank heaven, I am well enough for my years. Six score and fi\'f next purification ; and excej)t a touch of the rheumatism now and then, a dimness in my sight, my hearing rather hard, and a troublesome wheezing sometimes, I have nothing at all to complain of. Amin. Being out at night is very bad for that sam ghe lost a portion of repugnance at every interview, till, at last, in an unhappy hour, he stole her vows, deprived you of a daughter, and himself of peace for ever. Do7i Gas. [rising] Ha ! tis true then, and the villain — /)«/' Alon. ^ri^mg) Stands, before y cm. 31 STUDENTS OF [Jameson Don Gas. And you, sir, are Alonzo de Nunez ? Don Alan. What, sir, do you already know Don Gas. Too much, sir, too much to find myself thus villanously robbed. What you have stolen, you shall re- store. I still have tiie power of a father, and will use it. Don Alon. Alas ! sir, how widely you mistake me. I com<^ not as a suppliant— I sue no favor from you — I urge no claim, not even to your pity. Your reproaches I de- serve, tliey cannot be keener than those I feel within. Yes, sir, I have wronged you, and if the agony that now wrings my heart can atone that wrong, you should be , amply satisfied. Don Gas. Satisfied ! what, when I am robbed of my daughter ? but I'll not be robbed. No, sir, my daugh- ter is now in my power, and so she shall remain. Don /Hon. Thank heaven, then, she will yet have a protector. Do not imagine, sir, I come to claim her. I yield up every right, absolve her of every tie. Don Gas. Ay, ay, sir, I'll take care of that. Don Alon. If, sir, to part me from your daughter be your desire, it is already gratified, for I here take heaven solemnly to witness that I never more Don Gas. Softly, sir, softly. You say you are alrea- dy married — something more than words must part you. Don Alon. Bind me with the strongest chains that law can forge ; impend o'er me the direst fulminations of re- ligion — do what you will with me, sir. and yet your stron- gest security will be found within this bosom. Don Gas. (aside J I had better bind him to this while he is in my power — I'll send for a notary directly. — Since you offer this atonement, sir, I shall take it, and have your renunciation legally drawn. Be so good as to step into this room awhile, and I'll be with you shortly. Don Alon. I submit, sir, to your pleasure. [exit Don Gas. Yes, the matter may be arranged yet. Now he has consented to a divorce, I can easily get their vows annulled. The path will tlien be clear, and I may be able to go on with my design. e7iter aminta. Amin. A plague on the man I he has ActV] SALAMA^XA 85 Don Gas. Amiiita — here, Aminta ! Amin. Sir ! Don Gas. Here, here — I have groat news to tell you. Jmin. News, sh" ! I know it. Cupid is dead, and Hy- men sick of a surfeit. Don Gas. I believe it, for I've Just had it confirmed. Don Chfistoval says true. Don Alonzo is really married to Angelica. Amin. Ha ! Don Gas. He has confessed it, and is now in the house. Amin. Don Alonzo ! Don Gas. Ay ; in half an hour I'll tell you more. I have a weighty matter on hand. He has agreed to a di- vorce, and I'm now going to send for a notary, to draw up a separation. [exit Amin. They are really maixied ! then all ray jealousies fall to the ground; and don Christoval is no traitor! — ha! enter don christoval. Don Chr. Have I caught you again ! faith, madam, I thought I should never have found my ivay out of your >vinding galleries. Amin. This intrusive familiarity, sir — Don Chr. For heaven's sake, my dear madam, post- pone all quarrels till we can set about them naturally. Amin. This is no time for jesting, sir ; in a short time the happiness of your friend, don Alonzo, will be destroyed, unless you save him. Don Chr. How, madam ! Amin. You know the suspicions that attach to you. Levity may have misled you ; your ignorance of his mar- riage may excuse yon ; but whether you have apology or not, I call on you as a man of honor, and aus you value ihe happiness of at fellow creature, to declare whether Angelica is guilty or not. Don Chr. Not guilty, upon my honor. To doubt her is to defame her. But where is Alonzo ? let me fly and declare—*- 1^ «6 STUDENTS OF [Jamesou enter geronimo. Ger. I thought my master was here, ma*am. The notary's below. Jmm. The notary ! ha ! a thought strikes me — there's no time to deliberate. Quick, sir, quick ; follow me. [exit Don Chr. All the world ovev. [exit Ger. Tis don Christoval 1 I can't make it out. He here, and Pertilla not to be heard of. Tiie clouds are thick, we shall certainly have a storm. enter don gaspar. Don Gas. Is the notary come ? Ger. Yes, your worship. Do7i Gas. Send him hither. [exit Geronimo Per. (wUhout) He is here — I know he is here. Ger. Pertilla's voice, by st. Peter. enter pertilla. Per. Where is he ? where is he ? • Ger. Hey ! enter don gaspar and don- alonzo. Per. {runs to don Alonzo) Heaven be praised ! I have found him at last ! Don Jlon. Pertilla ! Don Gas. Zounds, that jade here ! Per. I have had trouble enough to track you here, heaven knows ; and never will I part with you again, till all is explained. Don Alon. Explained ! Don Gas. What does she mean ? Per. But perhaps it is already done, and you are come to claim her who so well deserves you. Don Alon. Pertilla, the period for deception is now past. Your efforts to save one who is already lost, are weak and vain. Per. Ohj sir, and do you still persist in your madness ?! c?ijj you really believe her guilty',- she who has givenf Act V] i^ALAIVIANCA 87 such undoubted proofs of her purity and love ? are you determined to break her heart ? Don Alon. Cease, cease, unless you would break mine. Per. I could as soon melt marble with a look. Bar- barous, savage monster ! Don Alon. Don Caspar, I attend your pleasure. ; Don Gas. Is the notary come ? ji Ger. Yes, your woiship. Don Gas. Send him hither, [exit Geronimo'] And pray, madam,, how dare yoii have the impudence to venr ture here again ? Per. 1 dare do any thing, sir, to save ray mistress. Heaven knows, I would this moment lay down my life with pleasure, could I but avert the agony that must at- tend hers. enter don christoval, disguised as a notary. Don Alon. Tis pity such principles should be so mis- diiected. Don Gas. Oh, sir, your servant. Don Chr. I attend you, sir, at your desire. Don Gas. True, sir, I sent for you to draw up articles of separation between man and wife. 'Per. How ! Don Chr. Sir, I believe I shall execute your wishes satisfactorily. I am constantly employed on cases of that kind. My business lies chiefly in that branch. Don Ga^. You will find pen, ink, and paper, sir, at (that table ; so if you'll sit down, I'll dictate the terms 1 would have you throw into form. Do7i Chr. Terms, sir ! would you have the chain of matrimony entirely filed off, or will you have a link or two left to tie them up with ? Don Gas. Sir, I would have as complete a separation, as law can make, or the church can ratify. Don Chr. Enough, sir, I shan't trouble you to dic- tate. We have a set form that will do. It shall be done, iv. The names of t!ie parties, if you please? {sitS' down and writes) 08 STUDENTS OF [Jameson Don Gas. Don Alonzo de Nunez, donna Angelica de Souza. Per. What do I hear ! is it possible, sir, you will rush headlong to destruction ? can you be so mad — so base ? Don Gas. Hussy, how dare you — Per. 1 must, I will speak, sir. If it were the last word I should utter, I affirm before heaven, that my mistress is innocent, and don A lonzo wrongs her. Do7i Alon. Would to hoaven I did ! D(m Gas. It's false, it's false, get out of the house, you jade. enter aminta. Don Alon. Ha, she here ! Per. Oh I donna Aminta, for mercy's sake intercede for my poor mistress. You know — you must know her to be innocent. Don Alon. Madam, if you know aught respecting her, I entreat you to disclose it. Amin. I know too much, sir. Don Gas Ay, ay. Don Mon. Then you know her to be false ! Amin. Pray, sir, dont ask me. Don Alon. No, no, no, it is not to be doubted. Per. Oil, injured innocence, between madness and rancor, thou must be lost ! DonChr. Now, sir, if you please, the deed is ready for signature. You will be so good as to sign, sir, to prove you release don Alonzo li om conjugal obligations. Don Gas. Ay, ay, I'll sign ; but let don Alo^i^« sign first. Per. {runs and tries to snatch the deed) Never, never ! Don Gas. [holds her) How now, hussy ! Per. Don Alonzo, don Alonzo, hear me before it is too late. Don Gas. Sign, sir, sign. Dan Alon. Readily, sir, tis a species of manumission. Per. I shall go distracted ! oh, donna Aminta, eaa you see this unmoved ? Do7i Alon. [writes) Tis done, sir. Per. Wretched, wretched man I Act VJ SALAMANCA ^9 Don Gas. Now, give me the pen. (writes) There ! Don Chr. It will be necessary, sir, if you please, that the lady should hear it read. DonGas. ¥X\\ Don Chr. An essentia! form, sir, to prove there is no compulsion. Don Gas. There can be no harm noiv. And to find him resolved to part, may have a good effect on her. I'll bring her. [eoLit j^min. Now, then, my triumph is complete. Per. Yes, if you triumph in ruin. Amin. Oh, blind, perverse man, what have you done ? Don Alon. How ! Amin. Look calmly back, review the character of her you have lost, think of the sacrifice she made to pure af- lection, when she united her destiny with yours ; renoun- cing wealth, rank, and worldly estimation — naji ^ven the regard of a parent, for one who can thus lightly cast her oif, and condemn her. Per. Ah, sir ! Don 4lon. Ha ! what am I to understand by tliis ? Amin. That constancy in women is more perfect than ID men. That he who mistrusts lightly, never trusted really. That— Don Alon. But can I — Amin. Nay, sh', I have not half gone through my de- ductions. The sum total, however, is — that you have shown more guilt by your doubts of Angelica, than ever- slie committed in realizing them. Don Alon: Is it possible ? Per. Possible ! if it were not, I would down on my knees, and pray for a miracle. Don Chr. I can't hold my tongue any longer — Don Alon. Ha ! Christoval ! Do?i Chr. Yes, the scape-goat of you all. Here I -am, suffering the law for my crimes. Per. I see it all— I see it all! I could hug him for this! Don Alon. For heaven's sake explain this. 1 am like }'» mariner, who, encircled with logs, hears the reverbe' rating echo of some uuliacwa shore. • H 2 enter rfo?iGASPAR and angelica. dO STUDENTS OF [Jamesob Amin. Tvrill be your own lauit, if you dontget safe into harbor. Don Chr. I'll light a beacon to guide you. Gross- purposes alone have made either donna Angelica or my- self appear guilty. All her wanderings were in search of you, and my rogue of a servant, through officious ig- i rforance, brought her to my lodgings under pretext they I were yours. i Amin. He declares truth. Don Chr. Yes, yes, I am serious, I assure you, though I am lighter by a heart than usual. Per. You hear, sir, you hear. Do7i Man. Could I be but assured of this. Amin. Oii ! rebel to love's power ! thou worst of heretics ! when faith is so easy and alluring. 1 Don Alan. Yes — yes — it must be so; cojivictioo rushes on my soul. Ang. Alonzo ! Don Alon. Thou dear, injured creature — how can I atone the wrong 1 have done thee ? Don Gas. Hey ! Ang. This— this repays it ten-fold, {they embrace) Don Gas. Why, how now ! zounds! what's this ? Per. This, sir, is an essential form to prove there is^ j no compulsion. i Don Chr. A sort of sealing and delivery, sir. Ij Don Gas. I'm abused — I'm cheated ! Don Alon. No, sir, tis I who am cheated ; but into a bliss I little dreamt of. I thought her false, as such 1 re- jected her. I find her true — as such I claim and will pre- serve her. Don Gas. Tis false — she's not innocent. I can prove it. Here, Geronimo ! Geronimo ! Amin. (aside) What can he mean? Don Gas. Tis well I had him secured — I quite forgdt him till this moment. Geronimo, I say ! enter gerokimo. Qer^ Yes, yoflr worship. ', Act V] SALAMANCA 91 Do7i Gas. Wiicrc is the Mlow who I ordered last night to be secured ? Ger. Mercy on mo I the poor gentleraan is locked up in the cellar ; not a soul tliought ol" him. Do7i Gas. Bring him hither, directly. Ger. Yes, your worship. [exit Don Gas. Now, sir, we shall soon see what you will have to say. Aug. Am I to Huderstand, sir, you charge me with any impropriety ? Per. Doiit lear, ma'am, we can disprove as fast as he can prove. Do7i Gas. Are you there still, madam ! am I to be dared in my own house ! — enter geronimo and dn7i daphnis. Oh ! here he is. Per. (aside J My own knight-errant as I live ! Amin. (aside) Ha ! ha I what a faded nosegay ! Don Gas. I am sorry to find, sir, you have met with ^orso treatment than 1 designed. Don Daph. Tis well I am alive to hear your worship ,say so. I have met with barbarous treatment, that's the -truth ; and I am sure your worship may safely trust me at large again, for I am so cramped in my limbs, and ,sunk in my spirits, I have neither heart nor power to hurt man, woman, or child. Don Alon. What am I to learn from this, sir ? Don Gas. {to don Dapfmis) Before you have your lib- erty, sir, I must know more of you. You confessed last night a design on my daughter. Amin. Oh ! lord ! Don Daph. Indeed, your worship, I never saw youF daughter, yonder, but once ; which was last candlemas .ieve, at sto Anthony's. I am an innocent man, truly, of any ill design ; and, if your worship pleases, I will en- 2;age never to speak to her, or any woman again. Per. Sir, your servant, I thank you for your gallant j-y. — [to don Gaspar) You see, sir, what your mountain- oijs laboi- b9.s produced ; nothing but this mouse. 92 .STUDENTS O^ [Jameson Don Daph^ Nay, madam, I am sure I have suffered enough in your service. I have learnt something;, how- ever, at college, and studied natural philosophy sufficient- ly, to know the nature of women. As soon as I can bear jolting, I'll setoff over the mountains, and never say a civil tiling to a woman again. [exit Don Gas. I'm deceived by every one. But no, I'll not be imposed on. You have resigned my daughter, sir, and I'll take care to keep her. Come hither, mad- am. Ang. Sir, my vows are past, and cannot be cancelled. Amln. Perhaps I can arbitrate between you. Let me see tne deed ; 1 think it but just that every one should abide by what they have formally set their hands to. Don Alon. How, madam ! Don Gas. Ay, ay, let that determine it. Amin. You agree then, sir, to abide by the terms of this deed, Don Gas. Every item. What it specifies I am fully, stedfastly determined to see executed, and I take every one here to witness it. Amin. I'll read it \hQ\\.-^( reads) — " This indenture, of two parts, made between don Gaspar de Souza, on the one part, and don Alonzo de Nunez, son-in-law to the said don Gaspar, on the other, witnesseth" — Don Gas. Ay, ay, now mark — Amin. " That the said don Gaspar" — Don Gas. Ay ! Amin. " Agrees fully and freely to give his daughter Angelica to the said don Alonzo" — Don Gas. Ha ! what, what ! Amin. " With a portion often thousand pistoles." Don Gas. It's a lie ; 1 have agreed to no such tiling. Amin. Sir, here's your signature. Don Gas. I'm surrounded with villany ; abused by every one. Give me the deed, you jade, give rae the deed ! Amin. Excuse rae, sir, this is its owner. — [gives it to don Alonso) f)on Alo^|^ No, roadam, I disdaju even to secure hap« Act V] SALAMANCA 95 pincss by such means. Take back, sir, your defrauded gift ; I claim but ray own, the hand of my An2;»'ii<.a. Don Gas. I'm disaimed at once. — {joins their hands) Am'm. A little redection will soon show him how vain it is to resist. Indeed, I believe — Don Chr. Upon my soul, I can't hold my tongue any longei-. Jni'm. Come, come, sir, I must stop you before you transgress farther. You saw I wanted to speak, and you have the rudeness to interrupt me. Don Chr. IVo. madam, it wa«; politeness and proper deference, for I intemleti to ht you have the last word. Don Alon. Nay, I think it is I who should speak. Ciuistoval, will you give me your hand ? I believe I have your heart. Don Chr. Ay, you were so anxious to get it, a little while ago, yon were for lipping open ray breast. But if you had, you wouldn't have found it ; would he, mad- am ? {to Aminta) Amin. How should I know, sir '? Don Chr. Here's a breach of trust ! I gave her ray iK-art the other day, and now she disclaims all knowledge ol" it. Am'm. You must prove yoin- title fii-st. But, talking of justice, ?Tjy dear Angelica, how can I clear myself with you ? Tm sure I owe you a great deal. Ang. As I am somewhat indebted to that gentleman, pay him what you owe me. Don Chr. {takes Aminta's hand) — Madam, I arrest you for the debt. Don Alon. She'll give you personal security. And you my faithful reitilla — Per. Dont iii'«pose of me, sir, I beg of you* Single I am, and single let mc be ; subject to the caprice of no man, and led by no whims but my own. No. sir, all I ask is to Ipt me serve ipy lady, and dan.-le my young mas- tei-s and mistresses ; ami, as I am tolerably versed in love affaii-s, 1 think, som*^ aozeu years hence. I may rise to the dignity of a cu.. una. Don Alon. Well, my Angelica, ray doubts oi yorf 94 STUDE'VtS OF SALAMANCA [Jameson liav<^ only te.'ided to strengthen my conviction of your excellence. Tha .cloud*; have rolled away; the sun break? forth, and brightens ail around us — Fair sets thp wind, the tide of fortune serves, And with the 'vantage of the (lowing stream, We'll shape onr course to joy.^ — Grant that there may Arise no cloud to shade the dawning day. THE ENi}» OF niE. STUDENTS OF SALAMANCA. EPILOGUE. WRITTEN BY A FRIEND. SPOKEN BY PERTILLA. Our Salamanca students, stuff d >Tith knowledge, HaA^e kept their terms at Salamanca college ; But, what the dickens will the lellows do, If, after all, they dont keep tcrins with you ? Vain doubt ! you smile — our batchelors prevail — Words may deceive, but hearts and hands can't fail. Spain, get tliee gone ! I hate your rufis and sattids — I'm off tor London in a pair of pattens. Veils, ladders, loopholes, lattices, adieu, With solemn phiz — square cap and stocking blue I'll turn stage lecturer — pray, sirs, be dumb — My motto's — veluti in speculum. I'm dubb'd a doctor, learned, letter'd wizard — Pertilla— LL D. and X. Y. Izzard. First, we'll suppose those lamps a court of law — *' My luds — a hem ! I humbly move — a ha ! This plaguy cough impedes my peroration, I move that hissing plays be transportation. r Tis time, my luds, discordant mouths to rauflle — My luds, I hold a brief with Serjeant Snuffle ; To prop the dictum of my learned brotlier, I move that haiyls be made to clap each other." ** Well, brothers, take your rule, in common prudence You'll serve it on the Salamanca students ; And if the town rebel, your course is this — The hands that clap must stop the mouths that hiss." But why to Westminster lor samples roam ? ?^y motto overhead cries — " look at home." 1 will — behold yon bucks array'd iu furs, Long skills, short boots, brass tbreheads, and brass spurs. Two stars abhor one sphere — war — war's, the cry — '• Sir, I'll sit here," — "I'll make you stand."—*' You lie." 96 EPILOGUE. " "Tvvas you — not I — I wish you'd mind your vowels" — " You've prick'd my leg — I wish you'd mind your ron'- els.'' 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