Remorseless slaves of a remorseless tyrant, To thee, O Fire! O Pestilence! O Sword! Poor friendless fugitive! with mother's wailing, [Exeunt. ADDITIONAL CHARACTERS. OLD BATHORY, a Mountaineer. BETHLEN BATHORY, The young Prince Andreas, supposed son of Old BATHORY. LORD RUDOLPH, a Courtier, but friend to the Queen's party. LASKA, Steward to CASIMIR, betrothed to GLYCINE. Between the flight of the Queen, and the civil war which immediately followed, and in which Emerick remained the victor, a space of twenty years is supposed to have elapsed. USURPATION ENDED; OR, SHE COMES AGAIN. ACT I. SCENE I-A Mountainous country. Bathory's dwelling at the end of the stage. Enter Lady Sarolta and Glycine. Gly. WELL then! our round of charity is finished. Rest, madam! You breathe quick. Sar. What, tired, Glycine? No delicate court-dame, but a mountaineer The good strength nature gave me. Gly. Is built as if an eagle or a raven Had chosen it for her nest. Sar. That last cottage So many are The sufferings which no human aid can reach, To heal the few we can. Well! let us rest. Gly. There? [Pointing to Bathory's dwelling. Sar. Here! For on this spot Lord Casimir Took his last leave. On yonder mountain-ridge I lost the misty image which so long Lingered, or seemed at least to linger on it. Gly. And what if even now, on that same ridge, A speck should rise, and still enlarging, lengthening, As it clomb downwards, shape itself at last To a numerous cavalcade, and spurring foremost, Who but Sarolta's own dear lord returned From his high embassy? Sar. Thou hast hit my thought! To discontent us.-Were he come, then should I sions Would to my lord have seemed but work-day sights Compared with those the royal court affords. Sar. I have small wish to see them. morning A spring With its wild gladsome minstrelsy of birds, Would put them all in eclipse. [ment This sweet retire Lord Casimir's wish alone would have made sacred: But in good truth, his loving jealousy Did but command, what 1 had else entreated. Gly. And yet had I been born Lady Sarolta, |