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Marquis. No, prince. ' Uuburden here your heart! Sorrow may find relief in words.

Carlos. Often have I struggled with my soul; often, at dead of night, when all around me llept, I've thrown myself before the holy image of the Virgin, and pray'd that she would warm my heart with filial love--My prayers were unheard. Ah, Rodrigo ! canft thou unriddle to me the decrees of Providence Canst thou tell why, among ten thousand fathers, this man was mark'd for mine? Why I alone, among ten thousand better sons, was given to him? Two more opposing contraries exist not within the sphere of nature; yet has le bound together these two extremes, of human kind, with the most sacred ties ! Unhappy fate! What fțrong necessity impellid it? Why did two beings, who never met before, agree fo fatally in this one desire? Thou seest, Rodrigo, two hor. tile stars, which in the course of ages ne'er niet but once, then big with mutual destruction, they ruth'd together ; but from the thock recoil'd eternally to endless distance,

Marquis. Alas! I prophefy some terrible event.

Carlos. Such are my fears. Deadly forebodings like furies haunt me: my good genius seems, trembling, to contend with thoughts of horror : the miserable ingenuity of vice creeps through the labyrinths of sophistry, till at length it startles on a precipice... O Rodrigo ! if I should ever forget in him the father In thy death-like looks I read, that thou understandest me.--If I should forget in hin the father, what would the king be to me?

Marquis, (After a pause.)-May I venture, Carlos, to make. one request? Whate'er you wish, however passion urges you, promise to resolve on nothing without your friend. Will you make this promise?

Carlos. All, all that friendship asks--- I throw myself wholly into thy arms.' P. 13.

The marquis is the prominent personage in the drama, and like the Fiesco and Charles de Moor of the fame writer, extravagantly great. He persuades the queen to assist him in ļousing the prince to the active support of the cause of liberty in the Netherlands. Carlos receives a note from the princess Eboli, inviting him to her apartment: he believes it to have come from the queen ; and his conduct, on discovering his mistake, betrays his passion. The princess is stimulated by rage and disappointment to disclose this to the king, to whole: amorous solicitations the now yields. The duke of Alva, and the confessor of Philip, have previously been filling him with suspicions ; and the wretched tyrant, dreading all and suspecte ing all, feels the want of a friend. With this feeling he turns over his tablets, and finds the name of Pola among


persons whose actions have been meritorious; he sends for him;. and a strange scene ensues. The marquis is encouraged to

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{peak freely; and he attempts to inspire the king with the feelings of humanity.

Marquis. May it please your majesty, I lately pass'd through Flanders and Brabant. Such rich and blooming provinces ! a people fo great, so valiant, and so good! To be the father of such a people, methought, was godlike-But then I saw the scattered bones of men, (He pops, and fixes a penetrating look an the king, who, unable to refif it, cafts his eyes on the ground, in confufion.) Right ! You are forced to act thus--but that you should be able to act as you are forced that 'tis, which fills me with awful wonder. To pursue the dictates of calm unbiased reason, amidst the torture of repugnant feelings-to grasp ice unmelting in the fiery hand, is more than nature ever granted to another mortal. Alas! The victim weltering in his blood, can scarcely praise those virtues in the priest, who facrifices him. The history of man should be written by beings superior to all human frailty.--Milder ages, attended by more lenient wisdom, will succeed the reign of Philip. The happiness of the subject will walk hand in hand with the prin, ce's greatness. The careful ftate will spare her children's blood, and even tyrant necessity will be humane.

King. Think you, these better times would e'er arrive, if I were frighted from my duty by the fear of present Nander? Look around you, and fee in Spain a happy people, who flourish in un. interrupted peace. The same quiet, I wish to give to Flanders.

^ Marquis. The quiet of the grave - And do you hope to finish what you have begun? Think you, you can retard the ripen'd change of the whole christian world. Would you alone in Europe stop the wheel of destiny, whilst urging onward its resistless course? The attempt is vain-'tis yain, believe me. Enthufiasm, with tenfold greater force, rises against the oppreffor. Already thou. fands have fled your land in joyful poverty. Those whom their faith has driyen ipto exile, were your most valuable subjects. Eli, zabeth receives the fugitives with a mother's kindness, and Britain fourishes in the arts, which have been banished from our country, Grenada mourns the lofs of her industrious citizens, and exulting Europe sees her enemy bleeding by self-inflicted wounds. (The king appears moved) A work so contrary to nature, though planned for eternity, must quickly perish; it cannot survive the existence of its author. You have labour'd for ingratitude. In vain you have ftruggled with mankind : in vain you have lavished a precious life, and sacrificed so many royal virtves, in the pursuit of a delufive phantom. You have efteem'd man too lightly : this was your error, this alone. A future race will trample on the ruins of that edifice, which you intended for its tomb; will, with contemptuous mockery, join your name to thofe of Nero and Busiris, Alas! I pity you : for you were good.

King. Are you fo lure of that?


Marquis. Yes, by the Almighty! Yes, I repeat it. Restore what you have taken from us : pour forth universal happiness from the horn of plenty. Cherith the ripening mind of your vaft em.. pire ; and you will be a king of godlike subjects: (He advances boldly, grasps the king's hand, and fixes on him a look of earneftness and enthufiasm.) Oh! could the eloqiience of all thofe thoufands, who share the existence of this hour, hover on my lips, thất I might fan into a Hame the spark, which animátės those eves ! Give this mad ambition. Become to us an example of true greatness. Never, never did a mortal poffefs 1o much, for pur. poses so noble. All the kings of Europe pay homage to the Spanish name. Step forth as leader of thefe kings. One line, one word, written by this hand, may create anew the world, (Cafting himself at his feet.)

King. Strange enthusiasm |--But rise !

Marquis. Look through the wide extent of nature ! All is lie berty. The great Creator of the universe bestows it on the insect, which the dew-drop nourishes. How narrow, how poor is your creation ;~The master of the Christian world is startled at the rustling of a leaf. He trembles even at virtues.

King. And will you undertake to trace this glorious plan of liq berty in my states ?

Marquis. You can, and you alone. Let all those talents; which have so long been subservient to ambition, be henceforth devoted to your people. Confer on man his former dignity. Let the citizen be once more the object of his monarch's care. --Then, fire, when you have raised your kingdom to this envied height," the mighty plan is ripe-Then may you—'will be your dutyex tend your einpire o'er the world.

King. ( After a long pause.)- have suffer'd you to conclude; and I perceive you look not on the world with common eyes. I will not, therefore, judge you by common rules. You have laid open to me alone the inmost recesses of your soul. For your commends able moderation, in keeping secret until now these bold conceptions - for such discretion will I forget, young man, that I have heard these words---forget, with what freedom you have uttered them. Řife; I will refute your youthful errors by maturer reason, and not, by kingly power. Such is my will, and therefore do I fo. (After looking earnestly at him for fome time.) Poison itfelt, I find, may in a worthy nature be converted into goodness.--Beware of the inquisition; I should be sorry

Marquis, Indeed!

King. (Contemplating the Marquis with admiration.)---Never before have I beheld such a man. No, Marquis, no! You wrotrg

I will not be a you, 'at least, I will not. -- AH happiness shall not be blasted beneath my fceptre. You yourself, you, to your own confusion, thall still possess inviolate the privileges of humanity.


Marquis. And my countrymen ? O fire! It was not for myself alone I pleaded. Your subjects, fire

King. (Continuing:) -- If you know, how future times will judge me, tell them, when I found a man indeed, how 'twas I treated him.

Marquis, Oh ! let not the most juft of kings be, at the same time, most unjuft. In your provinces of Flanders, fire, are thou, fands worthier than I. Perhaps, great monarch--may I freely: speak it? you n'er till now have viewed liberty in so amiable a light.

King. No more of that, young man. I am persuaded, when you know mankind, your sentiments will alter. But I should with to see

you soon again. Tell me how can I oblige you? You are the first, of whom I ever was compellid to ask that question, P. 178.

If the enthusiastic goodness of the marquis could have ventured to express such sentiments, a king so stern, so sullen, so bigoted as Philip, would not have endured them. That mo. narch certainly possessed abilities, and, execrable as he was, some virtues; but Schiller has misrepresented him in making hiin for a moment liberal: fill less is it probable that he should choose such a man for his minister, and entrust him with a warrant for the arrest of Carlos.

Posa's designs are vast; but they are dark and intriguing. He explains nothing to Carlos, procures the prince's pocketbook, and thows its contents to the king, to forward his schemes, and more completely to secure the confidence of Philip. This is reported to Carlos; and he becomes suspicious of his friend. He haftens to the princess Eboli, and requests an interview with the queen. At that instant the marquis enters; and, to prevent the confession of his love, arrests him. Posa now sees that he cannot preserve both Carlos and himself. He writes a treasonable letter, which he knows will be intercepted, that thus he may fall, and the prince be reinstated in his father's good opinion. He then haftens to his place of confinement to explain all. There is a perplexity in this which it is difficult to unravel.

During the explanation in the prison, the marquis is shot by Philip's command. The king foon enters with his nobles to deliver Carlos. Inflamed almost to phrensy, by the death of his friend, he bitterly reproaches his father for the murder, and declares that the letter for which the anarquis suffered was written to save him. The king feels foine remorse, and throws himself upon the dead body.

the dead body. A tumult is heard; and the people rise for the rescue of Carlos.

The prince now determines to depart for Brussels, and put himfelf at the head of the insurgents. He must first take leave

of the queen ; and, in order to see her, he assumes the apă pearance of a spectre to pass through apartments which were supposed to be haunted. Intelligence of this apparition is brought to the king; and, at the same time, Alva delivers to him the papers of Pofa, which develope all his plans. Philip fends for the grand inquisitor. This is perhaps the finest scene in the play. The superiority of the priest is admirably pre served.

i Grand Inquifitor. Why did you not consult us, ere you entrusted yourself to him --You yourself knew him. A single giance unmask'd to you his heresy. Why did you defraud the holy office of its vištim? Are we thus trifled with? When majesty descends to such concealment; when kings are doubletongued, and league themselves, in fecret, with our worst enemies, what must be our fate? If one finds favor, why should thousands perish?

King. He too is facrificed. • G. Inquifitor." No ! he is bafely murdered. An affallin's hand has shed that blogd, which fhould have flowed io honor us. He was ours.-- What can juftify this bold invasion of our rights ? He but exifted, to die through us. It was the will of Providence, that, in the punishment of his vaunted reason, he should afford a terrible example to these times. We thould have exposed him, torn limb from limb in horrid torture, to the insulting mockery of the multitude. Such was my long premeditated plan: years were employ'd to ripen it, and in one single instant 'twas destroy'd. We have been robbed, and you have but involved yourself in blood.

King. Paffion impelld me to it-Oh, forgive me ! i G. Inquifitor. Passion! Is it a youth, that speaks to me? or have years passed o'er my head alone Paffion! Oh, grant freedom to thy subjects, if thou thyself art thus enslaved!

* King. In these things I am but a novice. Bear patiently with me !

G. Inquisitor. No! I am ill pleased to see you thus difgrace your former merits. Where is that Philip, whose soul was once unalterably fix’d, as the polar star of heaven? Was all the memo

of preceding years obliterated? Was the whole world new moulded, in that moment, when you stretched out to him your hand? Was all distinction between good and evil, between truth and falsehood, at once thrown down? What then is resolution what is firmness? what is the faith of man, if in one weak, uni guarded moment, the labor of threescore years shall be annihilated?

King. His looks deceived me. Pardon this frailty, from which you are free. Your eyes are closed against the world.

4 G. Inquifitor. What was there in this man? What attraction « had he to boast, before unknown to you? Were you so ignorant

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