One way there yet remains to reconcile
This double war, and heal my tortured bosom.
Thou, that so soundly sleep'st, unguarded thus
[Going to the side of the stage.
Against whatever ill that may approach thee,

Awake! rouse from the bed of listless sleep,
And see who comes to greet thee.

Enter LORD SALISBURY.

Lord Sal. Do I dream?

Or am I in the regions of the unblest,
Beset with monsters? Though thou art a fiend,
I will attempt thee.

Ray. Rush not on my weapon.

I have sought thee on a cause which honour loves;

And would not have thee mar my soul's fair

purpose.

Lord Sal. Inglorious! base! Oh, shame to manhood! Dearly

Shalt thou atone the accumulated wrongs
That I do bleed withal. Nor sea, nor earth,
Though thou shouldst traverse her remotest
climes,

Shall shelter thee from my determined fury.

Ray. Think not that I shall fly thee; or that I Have sought thee now, but on such terms as even May challenge thy applause. I come a foe, Indeed, but I do come a generous foe.

Lord Sal. A generous foe! The brave indeed aspire

To generous acts; their every thought looks up, And honour's dictates are their only function: But thou! what terms would'st thou propose?

what act

And he, that re-ascends to virtue's height,
Does often snatch a wreath, which never bloomed
On safer wisdom's brow. First let me lose
Those ignominious bonds, which have, indeed,
My own dishonoured-not the wearer's arm.
[Takes off his chains.
Lord Sal. Say to what purpose tends this ho-
nest seeming?

Ray. That I have wronged thee, I confess; take this,

[Gives him a sword, and draws another. The only restitution I have left.

I know thou never canst forgive, nor I
Forget the sword, then, judge between.

Lord Sal. Indeed!

Enter ARDOLF and KNIGHT. Ard. My noble friend! safe! crowned with conquest too!

Lord Sal. Saw you Leroches?
Ard. My lord,

He sought the castle by a private path.
I thought he had been here by this.
Lord Sal. 'Tis well.

But where's my wife? my son? my soul is maimed
Of half its joys till I've again embraced them.

Enter ELEANOR.

Ele. My lord, my lord! the countess and lord
William-

Send, send and save them from destruction!
With horses, that outstrip the winds, the villains
Have borne her from the castle!

Lord Sal. Ravished by villains! Mount your horses, haste!

Ard. Say, which way have they fled?

Ele. West of the castle :

Heaven grant their swiftness mock not your best speed!

Ard. Now, good my lord, if I might speak-
Lord Sal. Speak not

To me; but forth and scour the country!
Ard. Hark!

Methought I heard a voice

Ele. And I methought.

Perhaps Heaven has been kind! perhaps 'tis she. Lady Sal. [Entering.] Now, hushed be every fear-Where, where's my hero, That I may once more hold him to my bosom? 5 G

Proclaim it, O ye sons of light! spread wide Your starry pinions, angels, spread them wide, And trumpet loud throughout the unmeasured

tracts

Of highest Heaven, that virtue is made happy! Lady Sal. Let the sun cease to shine, the pla

nets cease,

Drop every star from his etherial height,
Ere I forget thee, source of every good!

Lord Sal. Friends, I am much beholden to
you all.

My love! the gloom, that overspread our morn,
Is now dispersed; our late mishaps,
Recalled, shall be the amusing narrative,
And story of our future evening, oft
Rehearsed. Our son, too, he shall hang upon
The sounds, and lift his little hands in praise
To heaven: taught by his mother's bright exam-
ple,

That, to be truly good, is to be blessed.

[Exeunt omnes.