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HENRIQUEZ: A TRAGEDY.
ACT II.
SCENE I.—The private Apartment of Henriquez, with his Chair and Table, and a Lamp hurning on the Table; the Stage lighted only by this Lamp.}}
Enter Henriquez with a sword in his hand, which he lays on the table in the light, shrinking back as he looks at it.
HENRIQUEZ.
When rose the sun of this sad day; how gladly
Would I have shed mine own, to have sav'd one drop
Of what was then so dear! (Pushing it into the shade.)Be from my sight.
It wrings my heart: and yet so black a stream,
So base, so treacherous, did never stain
The sword of holy justice. (After sitting down, and gazing some time on the ground.)
This is a pause of rest from the first act, The needful act of righteous retribution.
Oh! is it rest? The souls that fell from light
Into the dark profound, cut off from bliss,
