INTERLUDE I. Sweet and low, sweet and low, Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon; Rest, rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon; Father will come to his babe in the nest, Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver moon: Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep. 24 ACT II. SCENE I.—THE COURT OF THE PRINCESS'S PALACE. Columns, and urns of flowers. Statues of Muses and Graces. A fountain. The PRINCE, FLORIAN, and CYRIL are viewing the sunrise. FLORIAN. NOW morn in the white wake of the morning star, Comes furrowing all the orient into gold, - I saw contending armies in the land, camp hard by these gates, and mail-clad men Trampling the flowers, and gleaming through the halls, While tourney-lists were marshalled on the plain. I seemed to move in old memorial tilts; 25 And, doing battle with forgotten ghosts, CYRIL. Such fancies, Prince, are only bred of dreams And shadows: bid them with the darkness flee. The daylight cheerily calls us to our task: I would that were as warlike as the dream. (Enter MELISSA in terror, exclaiming.) MELISSA. Fly! fly! while yet you may! My mother knows. PRINCE. HOW? Why? MELISSA (weeping). My fault, my fault! and yet not mine: Yet mine in part. O hear me, pardon me! My mother, 'tis her wont from night to night She says the Princess should have been the Head, Her's more than half the students, all the love. And so last night she fell to canvass you. FLORIAN. The countrywomen of the Lady Psyche? MELISSA. "Her countrywomen! she did not envy her. Who ever saw such wild barbarians?" CYRIL. Why, we are very modest, proper girls. MELISSA. "Girls? more like men!" and at these words the snake, My secret, seemed to stir within my breast ; And O sirs! could I help it? but my cheek Began to burn and burn, and her lynx eye Men! girls, like men! why, if they had been men For wholesale comment!" My mother went revolving on the word), Then came these dreadful words out one by one, know it!" O ask me nothing, I said. And whelmed in failure. men: I shuddered: "and you "And she knows too, All is known, I fear, So my mother clutched The truth at once, but with no word from me; Yet let us breathe for one hour more in heaven, To yield us further furlough. (MELISSA shakes her head doubtingly. Exit CYRIL.) How grew this feud betwixt the right and left? I never knew my father, but she says And from the Queen's decease she brought her up. [Exit MELISSA. FLORIAN (gazing after her). An open-hearted maiden, true and pure. If I could love, why, this were she. How pretty Her blushing was, and how she blushed again, |