The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge (Illustrated Edition). Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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all. [Exeunt attendants.
A fair one, by my faith!
If her face rival but her gait and stature,
My good friend Casimir had his reasons too.
‘Her tender health, her vow of strict retirement, 495
Made early in the convent — His word pledged—’
All fictions, all! fictions of jealousy.
Well! If the mountain move not to the prophet,
The prophet must to the mountain! In this Laska
There’s somewhat of the knave mixed up with dolt. 500
Through the transparence of the fool, methought,
I saw (as I could lay my finger on it)
The crocodile’s eye, that peered up from the bottom.
This knave may do us service. Hot ambition
Won me the husband. Now let vanity 505
And the resentment for a forced seclusion
Decoy the wife! Let him be deemed the aggressor
Whose cunning and distrust began the game! [Exit.
ACT II
SCENE I
A savage wood. At one side a cavern, overhung with ivy. ZAPOLYA and
RAAB KIUPRILI discovered: both, but especially the latter, in rude and
savage garments.
Raab Kiuprili. Heard you then aught while I was slumbering?
Zapolya. Nothing.
Only your face became convulsed. We miserable!
Is heaven’s last mercy fled? Is sleep grown treacherous?
Raab Kiuprili. O for a sleep, for sleep itself to rest in!
I dream’d I had met with food beneath a tree, 5
And I was seeking you, when all at once
My feet became entangled in a net:
Still more entangled as in rage I tore it.
At length I freed myself, had sight of you,
But as I hastened eagerly, again 10
I found my frame encumbered: a huge serpent
Twined round my chest, but tightest round my throat.
Zapolya. Alas! ‘twas lack of food: for hunger chokes!
Raab Kiuprili. And now I saw you by a shrivelled child
Strangely pursued. You did not fly, yet neither 15
Touched you the ground, methought, but close above it
Did seem to shoot yourself along the air,
And as you passed me, turned your face and shrieked.
Zapolya. I did in truth send forth a feeble shriek,
Scarce knowing why. Perhaps the mock’d sense craved 20
To hear the scream, which you but seemed to utter.
For your whole face looked like a mask of torture!
Yet a child’s image doth indeed pursue me
Shrivelled with toil and penury!
Raab Kiuprili. Nay! what ails you?
Zapolya. A wondrous faintness there comes stealing o’er me. 25
Is it Death’s lengthening shadow, who comes onward,
Life’s setting sun behind him?
Raab Kiuprili. Cheerly! The dusk
Will quickly shroud us. Ere the moon be up,
Trust me I’ll bring thee food!
Zapolya. Hunger’s tooth has
Gnawn itself blunt. O, I could queen it well 30
O’er my own sorrows as my rightful subjects.
But wherefore, O revered Kiuprili! wherefore
Did my importunate prayers, my hopes and fancies,
Force thee from thy secure though sad retreat?
Would that my tongue had then cloven to my mouth! 35
But Heaven is just! With tears I conquered thee,
And not a tear is left me to repent with!
Had’st thou not done already — had’st thou not
Suffered — oh, more than e’er man feigned of friendship?
Raab Kiuprili. Yet be thou comforted! What! had’st thou faith 40
When I turned back incredulous? ‘Twas thy light
That kindled mine. And shall it now go out,
And leave thy soul in darkness? Yet look up,
And think thou see’st thy sainted lord commissioned
And on his way to aid us! Whence those late dreams, 45
Which after such long interval of hopeless
And silent resignation all at once
Night after night commanded thy return
Hither? and still presented in clear vision
This wood as in a scene? this very cavern? 50
Thou darest not doubt that Heaven’s especial hand
Worked in those signs. The hour of thy deliverance
Is on the stroke: — for misery can not add
Grief to thy griefs, or patience to thy sufferance!
Zapolya. Can not! Oh, what if thou wert taken from me? 55
Nay, thou said’st well: for that and death were one.
Life’s grief is at its height indeed; the hard
Necessity of this inhuman state
Hath made our deeds inhuman as our vestments.
Housed in this wild wood, with wild usages, 60
Danger our guest, and famine at our portal —
Wolf-like to prowl in the shepherd’s fold by night!
At once for food and safety to affrighten
The traveller from his road —
[GLYCINE is heard singing without.
Raab Kiuprili. Hark! heard you not
A distant chaunt? 65
SONG
By GLYCINE
A sunny shaft did I behold,
From sky to earth it slanted:
And poised therein a bird so bold —
Sweet bird, thou wert enchanted!
He sank, he rose, he twinkled, he trolled 70
Within that shaft of sunny mist;
His eyes of fire, his beak of gold,
All else of amethyst!
And thus he sang: ‘Adieu! adieu!
Love’s dreams prove seldom true. 75
The blossoms, they make no delay:
The sparkling dewdrops will not stay.
Sweet