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A DRAMATIC FRAGMENT.
You loved the daughter of Don Manrique?
Loved 2 SANDovAL. Did you not say you wooed her ? Earl HENRY. Once I loved
Her whom I dared not woo!
And wooed, perchance, One whom you loved not!
Oh! I were most base, Not loving Oropeza. True, I wooed her, Hoping to heal a deeper wound; but she Met my advances with impassioned pride, That kindled love with love. And when her sire, Who in his dream of hope already grasped The golden circlet in his hand, rejected My suit with insult, and in memory Of ancient feuds poured curses on my head, Her blessings overtook and baffled them! But thou art stern, and with unkindly countenance Art inly reasoning whilst thou listenest to me.
Anxiously, Henry! reasoning anxiously.
Blessings gather round her Within this wood there winds a secret passage, Beneath the walls, which opens out at length Into the gloomiest covert of the Garden— The night ere my departure to the army, She, nothing trembling, led me through that gloom, And to that covert by a silent stream,
Which, with one star reflected near its marge,
A rude and scaring note, my friend
A living soul—I vowed to die for her :
SANDow AL (with a sarcastic smile.)
No other than as eastern sages paint,
Ah! was that bliss Feared as an alien, and too vast for man 2 For suddenly, impatient of its silence, Did Oropeza, starting, grasp my forehead. I caught her arms; the veins were swelling on them. Through the dark bower she sent a hollow voice, Oh! what if all betray me? what if thou? I swore, and with an inward thought that seemed The purpose and the substance of my being, I swore to her, that were she red with guilt,
I would exchange my unblenched state with hers.-
SANDov AL (alone)
O Henry I always striv'st thou to be great