This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1832 Excerpt: ...three times three, Must pass ere I obtain what three short days Had well nigh given me, e'en be it so--Life is revenge! revenge is life! Follow; And, though we never meet again, when thou Shalt hear of the most fearful deed of daring, Of the most horrible and bloody tale, That ever graced a beldame's midnight legend, ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1832 Excerpt: ...three times three, Must pass ere I obtain what three short days Had well nigh given me, e'en be it so--Life is revenge! revenge is life! Follow; And, though we never meet again, when thou Shalt hear of the most fearful deed of daring, Of the most horrible and bloody tale, That ever graced a beldame's midnight legend, Or froze her gaping list'ners, think of me And my revenge! Now, Bourbon, heaven speed thee! Exeunt. SCENE IV.--THE ROYAL APARTMENT. Francis seated: two Gentlemen attending. Enter the Queen. QUEEN. Hear you these tidings, son?--Milan is lost! A messenger, who rode the live-long night, Hath brought the news, and faints for weariness. Prosper Colonna hath dissolv'd our host Like icicles i'the sun's beams: and Count Lautrec, Madden'd with his defeat and shame, fled from it The night Colonna entered Milan. Francis (starting up). Coward! But he shall answer dearly for his flight And for fair Milan's loss. Say they not whither He fled to? QUEEN. Oh, he doubtless is conceal'd In some dark comer of the Milanese, Where heaven can scarcely look upon his shame. Shouts without. FRANCIS. What din without? QUEEN. It is the people, who Throng round the palace gates, with gaping mouths, To hear the confirmation of the tidings. FRANCIS. There's some commotion, for their ceaseless shouts Shake our imperial dwelling to its base. Shouts without. Enter a Messenger. How now! what more? MESSENGER. So please you, my dread liege, News are this hour arriv'd that the Count Lautrec, Passing disguis'd from Italy towards Paris, Hath been arrested by stout Lord St. Pol: Who, in his castle, holds him a strait prissier Until your royal pleasure be made known, Whether he there sojourn in longer durance, Or be sent hither to abide his trial. FRANCIS. Confess'd he the betraying of...
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