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THE BRIDE OF MESSINA


AND


ON THE USE OF THE CHORUS IN TRAGEDY.



By Friedrich Schiller



Translated by A. Lodge








DRAMATIS PERSONAE.

SCENE I.

SCENE II.

ON THE USE OF THE CHORUS IN TRAGEDY.





DRAMATIS PERSONAE.

   ISABELLA, Princess of Messina.   DON MANUEL | her Sons.   DON CAESAR |   BEATRICE.   DIEGO, an ancient Servant.   MESSENGERS.   THE ELDERS OF MESSINA, mute.   THE CHORUS, consisting of the Followers of the two Princes.





SCENE I.

      A spacious hall, supported on columns, with entrances on both sides;      at the back of the stage a large folding-door leading to a chapel.      DONNA ISABELLA in mourning; the ELDERS OF MESSINA.   ISABELLA.   Forth from my silent chamber's deep recesses,   Gray Fathers of the State, unwillingly   I come; and, shrinking from your gaze, uplift   The veil that shades my widowed brows: the light   And glory of my days is fled forever!   And best in solitude and kindred gloom   To hide these sable weeds, this grief-worn frame,   Beseems the mourner's heart. A mighty voice   Inexorable—duty's stern command,   Calls me to light again.                Not twice the moon   Has filled her orb since to the tomb ye bore   My princely spouse, your city's lord, whose arm   Against a world of envious foes around   Hurled fierce defiance! Still his spirit lives   In his heroic sons, their country's pride:   Ye marked how sweetly from their childhood's bloom   They grew in joyous promise to the years   Of manhood's strength; yet in their secret hearts,   From some mysterious root accursed, upsprung   Unmitigable, deadly hate, that spurned   All kindred ties, all youthful, fond affections,   Still ripening with their thoughtful age; not mine   The sweet accord of family bliss; though each   Awoke a mother's rapture; each alike   Smiled at my nourishing breast! for me alone   Yet lives one mutual thought, of children's love;   In these tempestuous souls discovered else   By mortal strife and thirst of fierce revenge.   While yet their father reigned, his stern control   Tamed their hot spirits, an                        
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