New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1875-06-25

NO-nOr TINS way Will come
! Seeing there lie two wpys to every end
4 better and a rse-the worse is here
! To peTseCute, because to persecute
Makes faith hated and is furthermore
In a %lo T pecu f wheS mem lp ,ost
| on tides of strange opinion and not sure .o,ra.
or their own selves they are wroth VIZ their Own
! Not the full faith No, but the lurking doubt
%d Rome that Is made martyrs art N sns Trmpr
But when did our Rome tIenslef
| PAGLE
In Uenrys time and Edwald'si
what my Lord,
Tho Church on Peters rockl neverl have seen
| A pine in Italy that cast its shadow
Athwart a cataract; firm stood the pine
The cataract shook the shadow. To my mind,
OF hercsy to the pit: the pine was Rome
! 1t wa the shallow of the Church that tremhlec
! Your church was bat the shadow Of church,
| Wanting the triple miter
A bitter quarrel between Gardiner and Role en-
sues, and is interrupted by the Queen:
MARY.
7 come for counsel and ye give me feuds,
/ Like dogs that SET 90 watch Their masters gate,
| Fall, wh,n the tllcf is ev'n villnn the walls,
| You have an old trick of offending u.s.
! And but that you AIT and p4ri with us
Ia puIsl9g heresy. well VIC might Tor ms ih .,..
You arc fresh from brighter lands Retire with me-
his lngllnesS aud myself $50 you allow uSl
| viii let you learn in peace and privacy
What power this cooler sun OF England hath
| In breeding Goddess Vei1nin Ana pray Heaven
That you may according to our signt.
Come. cousin. lE1ema. CT In and POLE. dc.
The growing GOODNESS and the brutality of Philip
are shown in several highly dramatic scenes. Here
in the 9th Act, when the King has deserted Mary,
We approach the pitiful end
MARY (seeing he paper dropt by PoIE-)
There, there! another papcrl Said you not
Many Of these were loyail Shall try
- '''' LADY CLARENCE.
LEI II Do, lct u be ran.
." Your people hate YOU ass your husband hates you"
Clarence, IIcnce, what have dOncf what SIN
beyond all grace, all prdona Mother of God
Thou inowcst never woman meant So wei,
And Jared So i'll in this disastrous world.
Ny people hate me and desire my death
LADY CLARENCE
Ny husband hates me- IN. desires my death
LADY CLARENCE.
No. Madam; theSs aie L9els
1 hate myself, and desire my death.
LADY CLAkENCE
One Of her pleasant sGissi Iicc my chlld
Bring your Lutte ALIcE gOes They say The gloom Of
Was lighIen'd by young Davids harp.
MARY.
And never knew Philip G-eGatcr ALICE. Give the
Inte.
lie hates met
Hapess doom % woman happy in bctrothing!
Beauty passes like breath aud love Is lost III Qathng;
Low, my ate speak low, my ne. but say the world is
Low, lutte. low
Love will hover round uo flowers when they first
Love viii i} the fallen leaf and not be overtaken;
Low, Ry lutte! Oh low, my uie! we fade and are for
Low dear Lutte. low!
Take it away not low enough ior NE!
Your Grace hath low y3i.c:
low dare you sayiti
Even for that he hates me. A low voice
Lost in a wilderness where none can beaIl
voice OF shlpwreck on sh9reltss sea .,,, 49,
tie ground.
There, am iOw enough now
Good Lord how grim and ehasily looks her Grace,
With both her knees drawn uPwardto her chm.
There od-world tomb beside NV fathers,
And this was open'd and the dead were found
Sitting and Il E ,s ioa sue lSSh 1a6 ESpSe
| Madam the Count de- Fera waits without,
=" "'i LADY CLAnLScE pointing to NARY.
Her trance again. Size neither sees nor hears,
And nay not speak for hours
LADY MAGDMEN
Cnhappest
OF Queens and wives and women.
LADY MlGDALES.
| II seems Der Highues~ nath awakcn'd. Think you
| T-rs NE lat dare 10 tell her that The Count
will see no man hence foreverInore
Saving my cOniessor and my cousin Pole.
LADY MAGDALEN.
| 1t is the Count de Feria, ny dear lady.
What Count
|
The Count de Feiia from his Majesty
| King Philip
Philip quick loop up my hair
Throw cushions Oh that seat. and make Il tlrOnelke
| Arrange my drtss-the gorgeous Indian shawl
| fnat Philip brought me in our happy days =
| ILGt covers Ill. eO-In somewhat Queenke.
| BIidc Ut the mishtiest sovereign upon earth
| LADY CIARESCE
! Ay so your Grace would bil a moment yet
| MARY.
No. no. he brings a letter. / may die
| Before read it. Lot me see him at
Enter COUNT DE IERIA HneefS)
FERIA.
trust your Grace is we'll Isidel How her hand burns
| 7 am not we'll but 1t will better me,
Sir Count, to read the letter which you bring
FEEIA.
Madam bring no letter.
How no letteri
FiIIA.
Ills HighDess Is so VeXed with strange Affairs
That his own wife is no arir OF his.
FERiA
| Nav, Madam nay he sends his yeriest love,
Aud says, lie VIII come quickly.
YOU Sir do you remember what you said
When last you came TO Engiandi
fEHIA
NV Kings congratulations It was hoped
Your Ii shness was once more i'll happy state
To give him all heir male.
Sir, you said more;
| on ali the road from Dover, day and night;
on all the road from har% V, H.; night and day;
| TIy lesson, and mine. There is need
| For Philip 30 to shame himself again.
| And tel him that ] know he comes no more
| Eel him at last know his love n dead,
And that | am in sta. TO bring forth death
| Thou art commissioned 10 Elizabeth,
Aud not ~ me! -
Mere compliments and wishes,
But shall take some message from your Graeei
Tel her 10 come and close my dying eyes.