LAUD, Archbishop of Canter- ARCHY, the Court Fool. Gentlemen of the Inns of Court, Citizens, Pursuivants, Mar shalsmen, Law Students, Judges, Clerk. Like morning from the shadow of the night, Of peace and joy? SECOND CITIZEN And Hell to Heaven. Eight years are gone, And they seem hours, since in this populous street Charles the First. Published, in part, by Mrs. Shelley, 1824, and entire, by Rossetti, 1870. Scene I. Act I. Arrival of the Queen. Scene I. The Pageant to [celebrate] the 10 now reigns vanity, Mrs. Shelley, 1824. A YOUTH Yet, father, 'tis a happy sight to see, By God or man. 'Tis like the bright procession From which men wake as from a paradise, And draw new strength to tread the thorns of life. If God be good, wherefore should this be evil? And if this be not evil, dost thou not draw Unseasonable poison from the flowers Which bloom so rarely in this barren world? Oh, kill these bitter thoughts which make the present Dark as the future! When Avarice and Tyranny, vigilant Fear As on Hell's threshold; and all gentle thoughts SECOND CITIZEN How young art thou in this old age of time! Of change in that stage-scene in which thou art Art thou a puppet moved by [enginery?] The day that dawns in fire will die in storms, Even though the noon be calm. My travel's done, Before the whirlwind wakes I shall have found Nor leave the broad and plain and beaten road, Rose like the equinoctial sun, . . . By vapors, through whose threatening ominous veil Darting his altered influence he has gained This height of noon - from which he must decline To dank extinction and to latest night The apostate Strafford; he whose titles whispered aphorisms From Machiavel and Bacon; and, if Judas FIRST CITIZEN That Is the Archbishop. SECOND CITIZEN Rather say the Pope: London will be soon his Rome. He walks Mitred adulterer! he is joined in sin, Which turns Heaven's milk of mercy to revenge. THIRD CITIZEN (lifting up his eyes) Good Lord! rain it down upon him! Amid her ladies walks the papist queen, As if her nice feet scorned our English earth. A dog if I might tear her with my teeth! There's old Sir Henry Vane, the Earl of Pembroke, Lord Essex, and Lord Keeper Coventry, And others who made base their English breed With papists, atheists, tyrants, and apostates. To avert the wrath of Him whose scourge is felt and foreign overthrow. The remnant of the martyred saints in Rochefort Enter LEIGHTON (who has been branded in the face) and BASTWICK. Canst thou be art thou ? 74 make, Mrs. Shelley, 1824. |