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A TRAGEDY.
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(This is several times repeated. Exeunt King, Edward, Elburga, &c. &e. Elburga lookhig graciously to Ethwald as she goes off. Manent Ethwald and Ethelbert.)


Eth. (repeating indignantly as they go off) Long live the King, and long live noble Ethwald!
Fie on the stupid clowns, that did not join
The gen'rous Edward's name! (to Ethw. who is standing looking earnestly after the Princess)
What dost thou gaze on?

Ethw. The princess look'd behind her as she went.

Eth. And what is that to thee?

(walks silently across the stage once or twice, gloomy and dissatisfied, then turning short upon Ethw.)

When wert thou last to see the lovely Bertha?


Ethw. (hesitating) I cannot reckon it unto the day—
Some moons ago.

Eth. Some moons! the moon in her wide course shines not
Upon a maid more lovely.

Ethw. I know it well.

Eth. Thou dost.

Ethw. (after a pause, looking attentively to Eth. who stands muttering to himself)
Methinks thou holdest converse with thyself.

Eth. (speaking aloud, as if he continued to talk to himself)
She steps upon the flowery bosom'd earth,
As tho' it were a foot-cloth, fitly spread