This page has been proofread, but needs to be validated.
A TRAGEDY.
199

Th' abhorred thing convey. Have I not said.
Thou shalt not dare in word, in look, in gesture;
In slightest indication of a thought,
Hold with my mind such base communication?
By my sword's strength! did I not surely think
From this bold seizure of the sov'reign power,
A power for which I must full dearly pay,
So says the destiny that o'er me hangs,
To shield his weakness, and restore again
In room of Mercia's crown a nobler sway,
Won by my sword, I would as lief——Northumberland
Invites my arms, and soon will be subdu'd:
Of this full sure a good amends may be
To noble Edward made.

Alwy. (who during the last part of Ethw's speech has been smiling behind his back malignantly)
O yes, full surely:
And wand'ring harpers shall in hall and bower
Sing of the marv'llous deed.

Ethw. (turning short upon him and perceiving his smile)
Thou smilest methinks.
Full well I read the meaning of that look:
Tis a fiend's smile, and it will prove a false one.

(turning away angrily, whilst Alwy walks to the bottom of the stage.)

(Aside, looking suspiciously after him) Have I offended him? he is an agent

Most needful to me.(aloud, advancing to him)
Good Alwy, anxious minds will often chide——