The Lords of Ellingham; A Drama, in Five Acts (Paperback)

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. 1839 edition. Excerpt: ...hear him cry, " O mother Had'st thou no heritage but shame to leave Thy wretched offspring?" LAWRENCY. Cling not to me thus;--I like it not. Marion, I bid you rise. Fond girl, thou should'st have known my nature more Than to believe my purpose might be swayed By such a whining homily as this. Mahion (springing up wildly). Another voice, another look than mine Must force a passage to this stony heart Yet newly closed Come, little advocate, --(She takes the child.) Fail thou, we're lost indeed. Hush, darling, hush, --'T is nothing Look upon this cherub face--The blue eye glistening through the half-formed tear, The tiny fingers in each other twined, As some sweet angel prompted him to join His wretched mother's prayer. Canst thou refuse So innocent a pleader? Take us hence; Leave us in scorn, disgrace, and poverty, --But, oh, not here LAWRENCY. Away I cannot--Hence Thou wilt not? Makion (clasping him). Never--never Lawrency (casts her off violently). Fool then thus I cast thee from me. Since thou wilt not take The offered good, bear with thy slavish lot, --Menial attendant at a felon's board, --Or get more colour in thy wasted cheek, And comb thy white locks sleekly. Some one yet May take compassion on those waning charms, And give them shelter. If this suit thee not, Starve if thou wilt, --and die Exit. MARION. My poor, --poor child Is this the end? There, to thy rest again, My bird O dull, unwilling heart, to see The cause of this rejection He has looked Upon a nobler head--a fairer face--A merrier heart than this grief-stricken one. Ha he hath roused a feeling in my soul I knew not slept there. Rest, my gentle child; Tis well thou canst not judge thy mother's thought, That leans above. We will be both avenged Scene closes. Scene...