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Then, mocking sir, know this. I do despise
Uncourteous man !
in flat, L.)
Some ruined knave has goaded on this fool
(Calls.) Plague on the world! Ah!
(Sees flowers.) (Enter Margaret R. Grimes picks up the flowers.) Margaret, I am bound this night for Guernsey; And to thy care and oft-tried prudence Do I consign my little girl. I fear a strange bird's singing in the hedge: Now, could you lime it, I would give thee gold, Even beyond thy mightiest wish!
Oh, fear me not; I know the way to work !
And that thy work may look most smilingly,
(Gives a purse.) Take this for thy own use.
Sir William Stanton
As you go out, send Iola to me. (Exit Margaret R. H.)
(Enter Iola R. H.)
In all things, oh, my father !-all things ELSE
IOLA (taking flowers ).
Perhaps ten days. Farewell!
IOLA (hanging on his neck, and looking in his face). Farewell! I'm sure you mean not what you say ! You promised me a dress, a pearl-white silk; And I should like a veil so very much;
One, dearest father, that will, from my head,
GRIMES (kissing Iola).
(Exit Grimes L. U. E.)
IOLA. Now, whether I shall laugh, or cry, I cannot say. (Sobbing.) What lovely flowers (unties them)! emblem of beauty,
( Takes a moss-rose.) Type of my heart's love, lie here.
(Places a rose in her bosom.) “ Forget-me-not!”– Now I can weep. Forget THEE ! Ah !
(Kisses the Forget-me-not.) What's this (finds note)? A little note! Poor youthThis was to thy fondest! Ah, little do you dream In what strange hands 't is fallen! I must open it. What !-what !-what do I see? 66 To the fair dame Of Master Grimes's house." It is not Margaret ;Oh, love's thoughts are lightning !--can it be me? “ Lines to my ladye love." Hast dared so much? (Reads.)
“Ah, gentle flowers, sweet children of the light,
Whose voice is incense, use thy magic sway!
And 't is with her to make that darkness day!"
“I love thee as my life!
My life is all for thee!
This heart to misery !
Or take it unto thine !
Thee from a love like mine?"
lines, and finally is broken with sobs ; then enter Mar-
Talk not of him :
MARGARET. Tush, girl! what is 't you say? Not have him? Tush! Why, Master Grimes declared but now to me, Sir William Stanton will come every day, And do the best to win thee to his love.
And what say you, good nurse ?
Why, this: you know not what you like;
He shall not be my master! One knocks (knocking L. F.)
MARGARET (goes to the door ). Go back !—you can't come in.
(Shuts the door.) LESTER BURTON (as the gipsy-goes to the window). Will it please you buy, ladies ?
It does not please us, mistress. Hence, away!
IOLA. Let her come in, dear nurse.
She must not.
Will’t please you buy, ladies ?
(At the window.)
(lola runs to the door, opens
it, and enter gipsy.) Oh, pretty gipsy, come in,-come in! What Sell you?
(Enter Lester Burton, dressed as a gipsy).
LESTER BURTON (as Adele, the gipsy). Ribbons, the colour of your eyes, though not so bright; Brooches, rings, and fans. I pray you, buy !
IOLA (taking flowers, and holding them to Margaret's cap). Margaret, wilt have some flowers to deck your hair? These scarlet poppies ;—dear, how well they look !
You saucy child !
ADELE (has been regarding Iola with fixed attention). If you are not in merry mood to buy, · I'll sing. Oh, I can sing a song of love!
Of gallant knights, who, over flood and field,
Sing,—oh, sing! I love your voice !