There is a poor, blind Samson in this land,

Shorn of his strength, and bound in bonds of

steel,

Who may, in some grim revel, raise his hand,

And shake the pillars of this Commonweal,

Till the vast Temple of our liberties

A shapeless mass of wreck and rubbish lies.

THE SPANISH STUDENT

1843

THE SPANISH STUDENT

ACT I.

SCENE I. The COUNT OF LARA'S chambers.

Night.

The COUNT in his dressing-gown, smoking and conversing with DON CARLOS.

LARA.

Yo How happened it?

OU were not at the play to-night, Don Carlos;

DON CARLOS.

Pray who was there?

I had engagements elsewhere.

LARA.

Why, all the town and court.

The house was crowded; and the busy fans
Among the gayly dressed and perfumed ladies
Fluttered like butterflies among the flowers.

There was the Countess of Medina Celi;
The Goblin Lady with her Phantom Lover,
Her Lindo Don Diego; Doña Sol,

And Doña Serafina, and her cousins.