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LONDON. HAROLD A DRAMA BY ALFRED TENNYSON Henry S. King & Co., London 1877 [TAe rights of translation and of reproduction are reserved, "] ®0 p8 fealUwrg THE RIGHT HON. LORD LYTTON, VICEROY AND GOVERNOR-GENERAL OF INDIA. ♦— My dear Lord Lytton, After old-world records — such as the Bayeux tapestry and the Roman de Rou, — Edward Freeman's History of the Norman Conquest, and your father's Historical Romance treating of the same times, have been mainly helpful to me in writing this Drama. Your father dedicated his 'Harold' to my father's brother; allow me to dedicate my * Harold ' to yourself. A. TENNYSON. SHOW-DAY AT BATTLE ABBEY, 1876.. A GARDEN here — May breath and bloom of spring — The cuckoo yonder from an English elm Crying * with my false egg I overwhelm The native nest : * and fancy hears the ring Of harness, and that deathful arrow sing, And Saxon battleaxe clang on Norman helm. Here rose the dragon-banner of our realm : Here fought, here fell, our Norman-slander'd king. O Garden blossoming out of English blood ! O strange hate-healer Time! We stroll and stare Where might made right eight hundred years ago ; Might, right ? ay good, so all things make for good — But he and he, if soul be soul, are where Each stands full face with all he did below. ^ramatis ||wsona?. Sons of Godwin. King Edward the Confessor. Stigand (created Archbishop of Canterbury by the Antipope Benedict). Aldred (Archbishop of York). The Norman Bishop of London. Harold, Earl of Wessex, afterwards King of England ' TosTiG, Earl of Northumbria GURTH, Earl of East Anglia Leofwin, Earl of Kent and Essex wulfnoth Count William of Normandy. William Rufus. William Malet (a Norman Noble).* Edwin, Earl of Mercia \ Sons of Alfgar of MORCAR, Earl of Northumbria after Tostig ) Mercia. Gamel (a Northumbrian Thane). Guy (Count of Ponthieu). Rolf (a Ponthieu Fisherman). Hugh Margot (a Norman Monk). OsGOD and Athelric (Canons from Waltham). The Queen (Edward the Confessor's Wife, Daughter of Godwin). Aldwyth (Daughter of Alfgar and Widow of Griffyth, King of Wales). Edith (Ward of King Edward). Courtiers, Earls and Thanes, Men-at-Arms, Canons of Waltham, Fishermen, &c. * . . . quidam partim Normannus et Anglus Compater Heraldi. (jGujf of Amiens, 587.) HAROLD. ACT I. SCENE I.— LONDON. THE KING'S PALACE. (A cotnet seen through the open window.) Aldwyth, Gam el, Courtiers talking together. First Courtier. Lo ! there once more — this is the seventh night ! • Yon grimly-glaring, treble4)randish'd scourge Of England ! Second Courtier. Horrible ! First Courtier. Look you, there's a star That dances in it as mad with agony ! 2 Harold. [act i. Third Courtier. Ay, like a spirit in Hell who skips and flies To right and left, and cannot scape the flame. Second Courtier. Steam'd upward from the undescendable Al^sm. First Courtier. Or floated downward from the throne Of God Almighty. Aldwyth. Gam el, son of Orm, What thinkest thou this means ? Gamel. War, my dear lady ! Aldwyth. Doth this affright thee ? Gamel. Mightily, my dear lady ! Aldwyth. Stand by me then, and look upon my face. Not on the comet. SCENE I.] Harold. Enter Morcar. Brother ! why so pale ? Morcar. It glares in heaven, it flares upon the Thames, The people are as thick as bees below, They hum like bees, — they cannot speak — for awe ; Look to the skies, then to the river, strike Their hearts, and hold their babies up to it. I think that they would Molochize them too, To have the heavens clear. Aldwyth. They fright not me. {Enter Leofwin, after him Gurth.) Ask thou Lord Leofwin what he thinks of this ! Morcar. Lord Leofwin, dost thou believe, that these Three rods of blood-red fire up yonder mean The doom of England and the wrath of Heaven ? Bishop of London {passing). Did ye not cast with bestial violence Our holy Norman bishops down from all B 2 4 Harold. [act i. Their thrones in England ? I alone remain. Why should not Heaven be wroth ? Leofwin. With us, or thee ? Bishop of London. Did ye not outlaw your archbishop Robert, Robert of Jumieges — well-nigh murder him too ? Is there no reason for the wrath of Heaven ? Leofwin. Why then the wrath of Heaven hath three tails. The devil only one. \Exit Bishop of London. {Enter Archbishop Stigand.) Ask our Archbishop. Stigand should know the purposes of Heaven. Stigand. Not 1. I cannot read the face of heaven, Perhaps our vines will grow the better for it. Leofwin {laughing). He can but read the king's face on his coins. Stigand. Ay, ay, young lord, there the king's face is power. SCENE I.] Harold, 5 GURTH. father mock not at a public fear, But tell us, is this pendent hell in heaven A harm to England ? Stigand. Ask it of King Edward ! And he may tell thee, / am a harm to England. Old uncanonical Stigand — ask of me Who had my pallium from an Antipope ! Not he the man — for in our windy world What's up is faith, what's down is heresy. Our friends, the Normans, holp to shake his chair. 1 have a Norman fever on me, son. And cannot answer sanely . . . What it means ? Ask our broad Earl. {Pointing to Harold, itfho enters, Harold {seeing Gamel). Hail, Gamel, son of Orm ! Albeit no rolling stone, my good friend Gamel, Thou hast rounded since we met. Thy life at home Is easier than mine here. Look ! am I not Work-wan, flesh-fallen ? Gamel. Art thou sick, good Earl ? Harold, [act i. Harold. Sick as an autumn swallow for a voyage, Sick for an idle week of hawk and hound Beyond the seas — a change ! When earnest thou hither ? To-day, good Earl. Gamel. Harold. Is the North quiet, Gamel ? Gamel. ' Nay, there be murmurs, for thy brother breaks us With over-taxing — quiet, ay, as yet — Nothing as yet. Harold. Stand by him, mine old friend, Thou art a great voice in Northumberland ! Advise him : speak him sweetly, he will hear thee. He is passionate but honest. Stand thou by him ! More talk of this to-morrow, if yon weird sign Not blast us in our dreams. — Well, father Stigand — \To Stigand, who advances to him, Stigand {pointing to the comet). War there, my son ? is that the doom of England ? SCENE I.] Harold. 7 Harold. Why not the doom of all the world as well ? For all the world sees it as well as England. These meteors came and went before our day, Not harming any : it threatens us no more Than French or Norman. War ? the worst that follows Things that seem jerk'd out of the common rut Of Nature is the hot religious fool, Who, seeing war in heaven, for heaven's credit Makes it on earth : but look, where Edward draws A faint foot hither, leaning upon Tostig. He hath learnt to love our Tostig much of late. Leo F WIN. And he hath learnt, despite the tiger in him, To sleek and supple himself to the king's hand. GURTH. I trust the kingly touch that cures the evil May serve to charm the tiger out of him. Leo F WIN. He hath as much of cat as tiger in him. Our Tostig loves the hand and not the man. Harold. Nay ! Better die than lie ! 8 Ha7^old, [act I. Enter King, Queen and Tostig. Edward. In heaven signs ! Signs upon earth ! signs everywhere ! your Priests Gross, worldly, simoniacal, iinlearn'd ! They scarce can read their Psalter ; and your churches Uncouth, unhandsome, while in Normanland God speaks thro' abler voices, as He dwells In statelier shrines. I say not this, as being Half Norman-blooded, nor as some have held, Because I love the Norman better — no, But dreading God's revenge upon this realm For narrowness and coldness : and I say it For the last time perchance, before I go To find the sweet refreshment of the Saints. I have lived a life of utter purity : • I have builded the great church of Holy Peter : I have wrought miracles — to God the glory — And miracles will in my name be wrought Hereafter. — I have fought the fight and go — I see the flashing of the gates of pearl — And it is well with me, tho' some of you Have scorn'd me — ay — but after I am gone Woe, woe to England ! I have had a vision ; The seven sleepers in the cave at Ephesus Have turn'd from right to left. SCENE I.] Hm^old, 9 Harold. My most dear Master, What matters ? let them turn from left to right And sleep again. TOSTIG. Too hardy with thy king ! A life of prayer and fasting well may see Deeper into the mysteries of heaven Than thou, good brother. Aldwyth {aside). Sees he into thine, That thou wouldst have his promise for the crown ? Edward. Tostig says true ; my son, thou art too hard, Not stagger'd by this ominous earth and heaven : But heaven and earth are threads of the same loom. Play into one another, and weave the web That may confound thee yet. Harold. Nay, I trust not. For I have served thee long and honestly. lo Harold. [act i. Edward. I know it, son ; I am not thankless : thou Hast broken all my foes, lightened for me The weight of this poor crown, and left me time And peace for prayer to gain a better one. Twelve years of service ! England loves thee for it. Thou art the man to rule her ! Aldwyth {aside). So, not Tostig ! Harold. And after those twelve years a boon, my king, Respite, a holiday : thyself wast wont To love the chase : thy leave to set my feet On board, and hunt and hawk beyond the seas ! Edward. What, with this flaming horror overhead ? Harold. Well, when it passes then. Edward. Ay if it pass. Go not to Normandy — go not to Normandy. SCENE I.] Harold. ii Harold. And wherefore not, my king, to Normandy ? Is not my brother Wulfnoth hostage there For my dead father's loyalty to thee ? I pray thee, let me hence and brmg him home. Edward. Not thee, my son : some other messenger. Harold. And why not me, my lord, to Normandy ? Is not the Norman Count thy friend and mine ? Edward. I pray thee, do not go to Normandy. Harold. Because my father drove the Normans out Of England ? — That was many a summer gone — Forgotten and forgiven by them and thee. Edward. Harold, I will not yield thee leave to go. Harold. Why then to Flanders. I will hawk and hunt In Flanders. 12 Harold. [act i. Edward. Be there not fair woods and fields In England ? Wilful, wilful. Go— the Saints Pilot and prosper all thy wandering out And homeward. Tostig, I am faint again. Son Harold, I will in and pray for thee. \Exit^ leaning on Tostig, and followed by Stigand, Morcar, and Courtiers. Harold. What lies upon the mind of our good king That he should harp this way on Normandy ? Queen. Brother, the king is wiser than he seems ; And Tostig knows it ; Tostig loves the king. Harold. And love should know ; and — be the king so wise, — Then Tostig too were wiser than he seems. I love the man but not his phantasies. (Re-enter Tostig.) Well, brother, When didst thou hear from thy Northumbria ? SCENE I.] Harold. \ TOSTIG. When did I hear aught but this * When ' from thee ? Leave me alone, brother, with my Northumbria ; She is my mistress, let me look to her ! The King hath made me Earl ; make me not fool ! Nor make the King a fool, who made me Earl ! Harold. No, Tostig — lest I make myself a fool Who made the King who made thee, make thee Earl. Tostig. Why chafe me then ? Thou knowest I soon go wild. GURTH. Come, come ! as yet thou art not gone so wild But thou canst hear the best and wisest of us. Harold. So says old Gurth, not I : yet hear ! thine earldom, Tostig, hath been a kingdom. Their old crown Is yet a force among them, a sun set But leaving light enough for Alfgar's house To strike thee down by — nay, this ghasdy glare Mav heat their fancies. 14 Harold, [act i. TOSTIG. My most worthy brother, That art the quietest man in all the world — Ay, ay and wise in peace and great in war — Pray God the people choose thee for their king ! But all the powers of the house of Godwin Are not enframed in thee. Harold. Thank the Saints, no ! But thou hast drain'd them shallow by thy tolls, And thou art ever here about the King : Thine absence well may seem a want of care. Cling to their love ; for, now the sons of Godwin Sit topmost in the field of England, envy, Like the rough bear beneath the tree, good brother, Waits till the man let go. TOSTIG. Good counsel truly ! I heard from my Northumbria yesterday. Harold. How goes it then with thy Northumbria ? Well ? TOSTIG. And wouldst thou that it went aught else than well ? SCENE I.] Harold, 15 Harold. I would it went as well as with mine earldom, Leofwin's and Gurth's. TOSTIG. Ye govern milder men. GURTH. We have made them milder by just government. TOSTIG. Ay, ever give yourselves your own good word. Leofwin. An honest gift, by all the Saints, if giver And taker be but honest ! but they bribe Each other, and so often, an honest world Will not believe them. Harold. I may tell thee, Tostig, I heard from thy Northumberland to day. Tostig. From spies of thine to spy my nakedness In my poor North ! 1 6 Harold, [act i. Harold. There is a movement there, A blind one — nothing yet. TOSTIG. Crush it at once With all the power I have ! — I must — I will ! — Crush it half-born ! Fool still ? or wisdom there, My wise head-shaking Harold ? Harold. Make not thou The nothing something. Wisdom when in power And wisest, should not frown as Power, but smile As kindness, watching all, till the true imcst Shall make her strike as Power : but when to strike — O Tostig, O dear brother— If they prance. Rein in, not lash them, lest they rear and run And break both neck and axle. Tostig. Good again ! Good counsel tho' scarce needed. Pour not water In the full vessel running out at top To swamp the house. SCENE I.] Harold. 17 Leofwin. Nor thou be a wild thing Out of the waste, to turn and bite the hand Would help thee from the trap. TOSTIG. Thou playest in tune. Leofwin. To the deaf adder thee, that wilt not dance However wisely charm'd. TOSTIG. No more, no more ! GURTH. I likewise cry 'no more.' Unwholesome talk For Godwin s house ! Leofwin, thou hast a tongue ! Tostig, thou lookst as thou would'st spring upon him. St. Olaf, not while I am by ! Come, come, Join hands, let brethren dwell in unity ; Let kith and kin stand close as our shield-wall. Who breaks us then ? I say, thou hast a tongue. And Tostig is not stout enough to bear it. Vex him not, Leofwin. r8 Harold, [act i. TOSTIG. No, I am not vext, — Altho' ye seek to vex me, one and all. I have to make report of my good earldom To the good king who gave it — not to you — Not any of you. — I am not vext at all. Harold. The king ? the king is ever at his prayers ; In all that handles matter of the state I am the king. TOSTIG. That shalt thou never be If I can thwart thee. Harold. Brother, brother ! TOSTIG. Away ! {Exit TosTiG. Queen. Spite of this grisly star ye three must gall Poor Tostig. SCENE I.] Harold. 19 Leofwin. Tostig, sister, galls himself, He cannot smell a rose but pricks his nose Against the thorn, and rails against the rose. Queen. I am the only rose of all the stock That never thorn'd him ; Edward loves him, so Ye hate him. Harold always hated him. Why — how they fought when boys — and, Holy Mary! How Harold used to beat him ! Harold. Why, boys will fight. Leofwin would often fight me, and I beat him. Even old Gurth would fight. I had much ado To hold mine own against old Gurth. Old Gurth, We fought like great states for grave cause ; but Tostig— On a sudden — at a something — for a nothing — The boy would fist me hard, and when we fought I conquered, and he loved me none the less, Till thou wouldst get him all apart, and tell him That where he was but worsted, he was wrong'd. Ah ! thou hast taught the king to spoil him too ; Now the spoilt child sways both. Take heed, take heed ; Thou art the Queen ; ye are boy and girl no more : c 2 20 Harold, [act i. Side not with Tostig in any violence, Lest thou be sideways guilty of the violence. Queen. Come fall not foul on me. I leave thee, brother. Harold. Nay, my good sister — . [^^ to one of them^ KohY.) Wicked sea-will-o'-the-wisp ! Wolf of the shore ! dog, with thy lying lights Thou hast betray'd us on these rocks of thine ! Rolf. Ay, but thou liest as loud as the black herring-pond behind thee. We be fishermen, I came to see after my nets. Harold. To drag us into them. Fishermen? devils ! Who, while ye fish for men with your false fires, Let the great Devil fish for your own souls. Rolf. Nay then, we be liker the blessed Apostles ; they were fishers of men. Father J ean says. Harold. I had liefer that the fish had swallowed me, Like Jonah, than have known there were such devils. What's to be done ? \_To his Men — goes apart with them. Fisherman. Rolf, what fish did swallow Jonah ? 34 Harold, [act ii. Rolf. A whale ! Fisherman. Then a whale to a whelk we have swallowed the King of England. I saw him over there. Look thee, Rolf, when I was down in the fever, she was down with the hunger, and thou didst stand by her and give her thy crabs, and set her up again, till now, by the patient Saints, she's as crabb'd as ever. Rolf. And I'll give her my crabs again, when thou art down again. Fisherman. I thank thee, Rolf. Run thou to Count Guy ; he is hard at hand. Tell him what hath crept into our creel, and he will fee thee as freely as he will wrench this outlander's ransom out of him — and why not ? for what right had he to get himself wrecked on another man's land ? Rolf. Thou art the human-heartedest, Christian-charitiest of all crab-catchers ! Share and share alike ! [Exit. SCENE I.] Harold. 35 Harold {to Fisherman). Fellow, dost thou catch crabs ? Fisherman. ^ As few as I may in a wind, and less than I would in a calm. Ay ! Harold. I have a mind that thou shalt catch no more. Fisherman. How ? Harold. I have a mind to brain thee with mine axe. Fisherman. Ay, do, do, and our great Count-crab will make his nippers meet in thine heart ; he'll sweat it out of thee, he'll sweat it out of thee. Look, he's here ! He'll speak for himself! Hold thine own, if thou canst ! Eiiter Guy, Count of Ponthieu. Harold. Guy, Count of Ponthieu ! 6 Harold, [act ii. o Guy. Harold, Earl of Wessex ! Harold. Thy villains with their lying lights have wreck'd us ! Guy. Art thou not Earl of Wessex ? Harold. In mine earldom A man may hang gold bracelets on a bush, And leave them for a year, and coming back Find them again. Guy. Thou art a mighty man In thine own earldom ! Harold. Were such murderous liars In Wessex — if I caught them, they should hang Cliff-gibbeted for sea-marks ; our sea-mew Winging their only wail ! Guy. Ay, but my men SCENE II.] Harold, n Hold that the shipwreckt are accursed of God ; — What hinders me to hold with mine own men ? Harold. The Christian manhood of the man who reigns ! Guy. Ay, rave thy worst, but in our oubliettes Thou shalt or rot or ransom. Hale him hence ! \To one of his Attendants. Fly thou to William ; tell him we have Harold. SCENE n.— BAYEUX. PALACE. Count William and William Malet. William. We hold our Saxon woodcock in the springe, But he begins to flutter. As I think He was thine host in England when I went To visit Edward. Malet. Yea, and there, my lord, 38 Harold, [act ii. To make allowance for their rougher fashions, I found him all a noble host should be. William. Thou art his friend : thou know'st my claim on England Thro' Edward's promise : we have him in the toils. And it were well, if thou shouldst let him feel, How dense a fold of danger nets him round, So that he bristle himself against my will. Malet. What would I do, my lord, if I were you ? William. What wouldst thou do ? Malet. My lord, he is thy guest William. Nay, by the splendour of God, no guest of mine. He came not to see me, had past me by To hunt and hawk elsewhere, save for the fate Which hunted him when that un-Saxon blast, And bolts of thunder moulded in high heaven To serve the Norman purpose, drave and crack' d SCENE II.] Harold, His boat on Ponthieu beach ; where our friend Guy- Had wrung his ransom from him by the rack, But that I stept between and purchased him, Translating his captivity from Guy To mine own hearth at Bayeux, where he sits My ransom'd prisoner. Malet. Well, if not with gold, With golden deeds and iron strokes that brought Thy war with Brittany to a goodlier close Than else had been, he paid his ransom back. William. So that henceforth they are not like to league With Harold against me, Malet. A marvel, how He from the liquid sands of Coesnon Haled thy shore-swallow'd, armour'd Normans up To fight for thee again ! William. Perchance against Their saver, save thou save him from himself. 40 Harold, [act ii. Malet. But I should let him home again, my lord. William. Simple ! let fly the bird within the hand, To catch the bird again within the bush ! No. Smooth thou my way, before he clash with me ; I want his voice in England for the crown, I want thy voice with him to bring him round ; And being brave he must be subtly cow'd, And being truthful wrought upon to swear Vows that he dare not break. England our own Thro' Harold's help, he shall be my dear friend As well as thine, and thou thyself shalt have Large lordship there of lands and territory. Malet. I knew thy purpose ; he and Wulfnoth never Have met, except in public ; shall they meet In private? I have often talk'd with Wulfnoth, And stuft'd the boy wath fears that these may act On Harold when they meet. William. Then let them meet ! SCENE II. J Harold, 41 Malet. I can but love this noble, honest, Harold. William. Love him ! why not ? thine is a loving office, I have commission'd thee to save the man : Help the good ship, showing the sunken rock, Or he is wreckt for ever. Enter William Rufus. William Rufus. Father. William. Well, boy. William Rufus. They have taken away the toy thou gavest me, The Norman knight. William. Why, boy ? William Rufus. Because I broke The horse's leg — it was mine own to break ; I like to have my toys, and break them too. 42 Harold, [act ii. . William. Well, thou shalt have another Norman knight ! William Rufus. And may I break his legs ? William. Yea, — get thee gone ! William Rufus. I'll tell them I have had my way with thee. \Exit. Malet, I never knew thee check thy will for ought Save for the prattling of thy little ones. William. Who shall be kings of England. I am heir Of England by the promise of her king. Malet. But there the great Assembly choose their king, The choice of England is the voice of England. William. I will be king of England by the laws. The choice, and voice of England. SCENE II.] Harold. 43 Malet. Can that be ? William. The voice of any people is the sword That guards them, or the sword that beats them down. Here comes the would-be what I will be . . . kinglike . . . Tho' scarce at ease ; for, save our meshes break, More kinglike he than like to prove a king. {Elite}' Harold, musings with his eyes on the ground}} He sees me not — and yet he dreams of me. Earl, wilt thou fly my falcons this fair day ? They are of the best, strong-wing'd against the wind. Harold (looking np suddenly, having caught but the last word). Which way does it blow ? William. Blowing for England, ha ? Not yet. Thou hast not learnt thy quarters here. The winds so cross and jostle among these towers. Harold. Count of the Normans, thou hast ransom'd us, Maintain'd, and entertain'd us royally ! 44 Harold, [act ii. William. And thou for us hast fought as loyally, Which binds us friendship-fast for ever ! Harold. Good ! But lest we turn the scale of courtesy By too much pressure on it, I would fain. Since thou hast promised Wulfnoth home with us, Be home again with Wulfnoth. William. Stay — as yet Thou hast but seen how Norman hands can strike. But walk'd our Norman field, scarce touch'd or tasted The splendours of our Court. Harold. I am in no mood : I should be as the shadow of a cloud Crossing your light. William. Nay, rest a week or two, And we will fill thee full of Norman sun, SCENE II.] Harold. 45 And send thee back among thine island mists With laughter. Harold. Count, I thank thee, but had rather Breathe the free wind from off our Saxon downs, Tho' charged with all the wet of all the west. William. Why if thou wilt, so let it be — thou shalt. That were a graceless hospitality To chain the free guest to the banquet-board ; To-morrow we will ride with thee to Harfleur, And see thee shipt, and pray in thy behalf For happier homeward winds than that which crack'd Thy bark at Ponthieu, — yet to us, in faith, A happy one — whereby we came to know Thy valour and thy value, noble earl. Ay, and perchance a happy one for thee, Provided — I will go with thee to-morrow — Nay — but there be conditions, easy ones, So thou, fair friend, will take them easily. Enter Page. Page. My lord, there is a post from over seas With news for thee. \Exit Page. 46 Harold, [act ii. William. Come, Malet, let us hear ! [Exeunt Count William a7td Malet. Harold. Conditions ? What conditions ? pay him back His ransom? 'easy' — that were easy — nay — No money-lover he ! What said the King ? * I pray you do not go to Normandy.' And fate hath blown me hither, bound me too With bitter obligation to the Count — Have I not fought it out ? What did he mean ? There lodged a gleaming grimness in his eyes. Gave his shorn smile the lie. The walls oppress me, And yon huge keep that hinders half the heaven. Free air ! free field ! \_Moves to go out. A Man-at-arms y^/^z^/j- /wn. Harold {to the Man-at-arms). I need thee not. Why dost thou follow me ? Man-at-arms. I have the Count's commands to follow thee. Harold. What then ? Am I in danger in this court ? SCENE II.] Harold, 47 Man-at-arms. I cannot tell. I have the Count's commands. Harold. Stand out of earshot then, and keep me still In eyeshot. Man-at-arms. Yea, lord Harold. [ Withdraius, Harold. And arm'd men Ever keep watch beside my chamber door, And if I walk within the lonely wood, There is an arm'd man ever glides behind ! {Enter Malet.) Why am I followed, haunted, harassed, watch'd ? See yonder ! \Pointing to the Man-at-arms. Malet. 'Tis the good Count's care for thee ! The Normans love thee not, nor thou the Normans, Or — so they deem. Harold. But wherefore is the wind, 48 Harold, [act ii. Which way soever the vane-arrow swing, Not ever fair for England ? Why but now He said (thou heardst him) that I must not hence Save on conditions. Malet. So in truth he said. Harold. Malet, thy mother was an Englishwoman ; There somewhere beats an English pulse in thee ! Malet." Well — for my mother's sake I love your England, But for my father I love Normandy. Harold. Speak for thy mother's sake, and tell me true. Malet. Then for my mother's sake, and England's sake That suffers in the daily want of thee, Obey the Count's conditions, my good friend. Harold. How, Malet, if they be not honourable ! SCENE II.] Harold. 49 Malet. Seem to obey them. Harold. Better die than lie ! Malet. Choose therefore whether thou wilt have thy conscience White as a maiden's hand, or whether England Be shatter'd into fragments. Harold. News from England ? Malet. Morcar and Edwin have stirr'd up the Thanes Against thy brother Tostig's governance ; And all the North of Humber is one storm. Harold. I should be there, Malet, I should be there ! Malet. And Tostig in his own hall on suspicion Hath massacred the Thane that was his guest, Gamel, the son of Orm : and there be more As villainously slain. 50 Harold, [act ii. Harold. The wolf ! the beast ! Ill news for guests, ha, Malet ! More ? What more ? What do they say ? did Edward know of this ? Malet. They say, his wife was knowing and abetting. Harold. They say, his wife ! — To marry and have no husband Makes the wife fool. My God, I should be there. I'll hack my way to the sea. Malet. Thou canst not, Harold ; Our Duke is all between thee and the sea. Our Duke is all about thee like a God ; All passes block'd. Obey him, speak him fair, For he is only debonair to those That follow where he leads, but stark as death To those that cross him. — Look thou, here is Wulfnoth ! I leave thee to thy talk with him alone \ How wan, -poor lad ! how sick and sad for home ! \Exit Malet. Harold [muttering). Go not to Normandy — go not to Normandy ! SCENE II.] Harold, 51 [Enter Wulfnoth.) Poor brother ! still a hostage ! Wulfnoth. Yea, and I Shall see the dewy kiss of dawn no more Make blush the maiden-white of our tall cliffs, Nor mark the sea-bird rouse himself and hover Above the windy ripple, and fill the sky With free sea-laughter— never — save indeed Thou canst make yield this iron-mooded Duke To let me go. Harold. Why, brother, so he will; But on conditions. Canst thou guess at them ? Wulfnoth. Draw nearer, — I was in the corridor, I saw him coming with his brother Odo The Bayeux bishop, and I hid myself. Harold. They did thee wrong who made thee hostage ; thou Wast ever fearful. E 2 52 Harold, [act ii. WULFNOTH. And he spoke — I heard him — *This Harold is not of the royal blood, Can have no right to the crown,' and Odo said, * Thine is the right, for thine the might ; he is here, And yonder is thy keep/ Harold. No, Wulfnoth, no. WuLFNOTH. And William laughed and swore that might was right. Far as he knew in this poor world of ours — * Marry, the Saints must go along with us, And, brother, we will find a way,' said he — Yea, yea, he would be king of England. Harold. Wulfnoth. Yea, but thou must not this way answer him, Harold. Is it not better still to speak the truth ? Never ! SCENE II.] Harold, 53 WULFNOTH. Not here, or thou wilt never hence nor I : For in the racing toward this golden goal He turns not right or left, but tramples flat Whatever thwarts him ; hast thoU never heard His savagery at Alengon, — the town Hung out raw hides along their walls, and cried * Work for the tanner.' Harold. That had anger'd me Had I been William. WULFNOTH. Nay, but he had prisoners, He tore their eyes out, sliced their hands away, And flung them streaming o'er the battlements Upon the heads of those who walk'd within — O speak bim fair, Harold, for thine own sake. Harold. Your Welshman says, * The Truth against the World,' Much more the truth against myself. WULFNOTH. Thyself? But for my sake, oh brother ! oh 1 for my sake ! 54 Harold, [act ii. Harold. Poor Wulfnoth ! do they not entreat thee well ? WULFNOTH. I see the blackness of my dungeon loom Across their lamps of revel, and beyond The merriest murmurs of their banquet clank The shackles that will bind me to the wall. Harold. Too fearful still! Wulfnoth. Oh no, no — speak him fair ! Call it to temporize ; and not to lie ; Harold, I do not counsel thee to lie. The man that hath to foil a murderous aim May, surely, play with words. Harold. Words are \\\^ man. ' Not ev*n for thy sake, brother, would I lie. Wulfnoth. Then for thine Edith ? SCENE II.] Harold, 55 Harold. There thou prickst me deep. WULFNOTH. And for our Mother England ? Harold. Deeper still. WULFNOTH. And deeper still the deep-down oubliette, Down thirty feet below the smiling day — In blackness — dogs' food thrown upon thy head. And over thee the suns arise and set, And the lark sings, the sweet stars come and go, And men are at their markets, in their fields, And woo their loves and have forgotten thee ; And thou art upright in thy living grave. Where there is barely room to shift thy side, And all thine England hath forgotten thee ; And he our lazy-pious Norman King, With all his Normans round him once again, Counts his old beads, and hath forgotten thee. Harold. Thou art of my blood, and so methinks, my boy, Thy fears infect me beyond reason. Peace ! 56 Harold. [act ii. WULFNOTH. And then our fiery Tostig, while thy hands Are palsied here, if his Northumbrians rise And hurl him from them, — I have heard the Normans Count upon this confusion — may he not make A league with William, so to bring him back ? Harold. That lies within the shadow of the chance. WULFNOTH. And like a river in flood thro' a burst dam Descends the ruthless Norman — our good King Kneels mumbling some old bone — our helpless folk Are wash'd away, wailing, in their own blood — Harold. Wailing! not warring? Boy, thou hast forgotten That thou art English. WULFNOTH. Then our modest women — I know the Norman license — thine own Edith — Harold. No more ! I will not hear thee — WilHam comes. SCENE 11.] Harold. 57 WULFNOTH. I dare not well be seen in talk with thee. Make thou not mention that I spake with thee. \Moves away to the back of the stage. Enter William, Malet, and Officer. Officer. We have the man that rail'd against thy birth. William. Tear out his tongue. Officer. He shall not rail again He said that he should see confusion fall On thee and on thine house. William. Tear out his eyes, And plunge him into prison. Officer. It shall be done. \Exit Officer. William. Look not amazed, fair earl ! Better leave undone Than do by halves — tongueless and eyeless, prison'd — 58 Harold, [act ii. Harold. Better methinks have slain the man at once ! William. We have respect for man's immortal soul, AVe seldom take man's life, except in war ; It frights the traitor more to maim and blind. Harold. In mine own land I should have scorn'd the man. Or lash'd his rascal back, and let him go. William. And let him go ? To slander thee again ! Yet in thine own land in thy father's day They blinded my young kinsman, Alfred — ay. Some said it was thy father's deed. Harold. They lied. William. But thou and he — whom at thy word, for thou Art known a speaker of the truth, I free From this foul charge — SCENE II.] Harold, 59 Harold. Nay, nay, he freed himself By oath and compurgation from the charge. The king, the lords, the people clear'd him of it. William. But thou and he drove our good Normans out From England, and this rankles in us yet. Archbishop Robert hardly scaped with life. Harold. Archbishop Robert ! Robert the Archbishop ! Robert of Jumieges, he that — Malet. Quiet ! quiet ! Harold. Count ! if there sat within thy Norman chair A ruler all for England — one who fill'd All offices, all bishopricks with English — We could not move from Dover to the Humber Saving thro' Norman bishopricks — I say Ye would applaud that Norman who should drive The stranger to the fiends ! 6o Harold, [act it. William. Why, that is reason ! Warrior thou art, and mighty wise withal ! Ay, ay, but many among our Norman lords Hate thee for this, and press upon me — saying God and the sea have given thee to our hands — To plunge thee into life-long prison here : — Yet I hold out against them, as I may, Yea — would hold out, yea, tho' they should revolt — For thou hast done the battle in my cause ; I am thy fastest friend in Normandy. Harold. I am doubly bound to thee ... if this be so. William. And I would bind thee more, and would myself Be bounden to thee more. Harold. Then let me hence With Wulfnoth to King Edward. William. So we will. We hear he hath not long to live. SCENE II.] Harold, 6i Harold. It may be. William. Why then the heir of England, who is he ? Harold. The Atheling is nearest to the throne. William. But sickly, slight, half-witted and a child, Will England have him king? Harold.^ It may be, no. William. And hath King Edward not pronounced his heir ? Harold. Not that I know. William. When he was here in Normandy, He loved us and we him, because we found him A Norman of the Normans. 62 Harold. [act ii. Harold. So did we. William. A gentle, gracious, pure and saintly man ! And grateful to the hand that shielded him, He promised that if ever he were king In England, he would give his kingly voice To me as his successor. Knowest thou this } Harold. I learn it now. William. Thou knowest I am his cousin, And that my wife descends from Alfred ? Harold. Ay. William. Who hath a better claim then to the crown So that ye will not crown the Atheling ? Harold. None that I know ... if that but hung upon King Edward's will. SCENE II.] Harold, 63 William. Wilt thou uphold my claim ? Malet {aside to Harold). Be careful of thine answer, my good friend. WuLFNOTH (aside to Harold). Oh ! Harold, for my sake and for thine own ! Harold. Ay ... if the king have not revoked his promise. William. But hath he done it then ? Harold. Not that I know. . William. Good, good, and thou wilt help me to the crown. Harold. Ay . . . if the Witan will consent to this. William. Thou art the mightiest voice in England, man. Thy voice will lead the Witan — shall I have it ? 64 Harold, [act ii. WuLFNOTH (aside to Harold). Oh ! Harold, if thou love thine Edith, ay. ^ Harold. Ay, if- Malet (aside to Harold). Thine 'ifs' will sear thine eyes out — ay. William. I ask thee, wilt thou help me to the crown ? And I will make thee my great Earl of Earls, Foremost in England and in Normandy ; Thou shalt be verily king — all but the name — For I shall most sojourn in Normandy ; And thou be my vice-king in England. Speak. WuLFNOTH (aside to Harold). Ay, brother — for the sake of England — ay. Harold. My lord — Malet (aside to Harold). Take heed now. Harold. Ay. SCENE II.] Harold, 65 William. I am content, For thou art truthful, and thy word thy bond. To-morrow will we ride with thee to Harfleur. {Exit William. Malet. Harold, I am thy friend, one life with thee, And even as I should bless thee saving mine, I thank thee now for having saved thyself. \Exit Malet. Harold. For having lost myself to save myself, Said 'ay' when I meant *no,' lied like a lad That dreads the pendent scourge, said *ay' for 'no' ! Ay ! No ! — he hath not bound me by an oath — Is *ay' an oath? is 'ay' strong as an oath? Or is it the same sin to break my word As break mine oath ? He call'd my word my bond ! He is a liar who knows I am a liar, And makes believe that he believes my word — The crime be on his head — not bounden — no. {Suddenly doors are flung ope^z, discovering in an inner hall Count William in his state robes, seated upon Jus throne, between two Bishops, 66 Harold, [act ii. Odo of Bayeux being one: in the centre of the hall an ark covered with cloth of gold ; and on either side of it the Norman barons. Enter a Jailor before William's throne, William {to Jailor). Knave, hast thou let thy prisoner scape ? Jailor. Sir Count, He had but one foot, he must have hopt away. Yea, some familiar spirit must have help'd him. William. Woe knave to thy familiar and to thee ! Give me thy keys. \They fall clashing. Nay let them lie. Stand there and wait my will. \The Jailor stands aside, William (to Harold). Hast thou such trustless jailors in thy North ? Harold. We have few prisoners in mine earldom there, So less chance for false keepers. SCENE II.] Harold. 67 William. We have heard Of thy just, mild, and equal governance ; Honour to thee ! thou art perfect in all honour ! Thy naked word thy bond ! confirm it now Before our gather'd Norman baronage, For they will not believe thee — as I believe. \_Dcsccnds from his throne and stands by the ark. Let all men here bear witness of our bond ! \Bcekons to Harold 7vho advances. Enter Malet behind him. Lay thou thy hand upon this golden pall ! Behold the jewel of St. Pancratius Woven into the gold. Swear thou on this ! Harold. What should I swear ? AVhy should I swear on this ? Willia:m {savagely). Swear thou to help me to the crown of England. Malet {whispering Harold). My friend, thou hast gone too far to palter now. 68 Harold, [act ii. WuLFNOTH (whispering Harold). Swear thou to-day, to-morrow is thine own. Harold. I swear to help thee to the Crown of England . . . According as King Edward promises. William. Thou must swear absolutely, noble Earl. Malet {whispering). Delay is death to thee, ruin to England. WuLFNOTH (u)hisperi77g). Swear, dearest brother, I beseech thee, swear ! Harold (putting his hand on the jewel). I swear to help thee to the crown of England. William. Thanks, truthful Earl j I did not doubt thy word, But that my barons might believe thy word, And that the Holy Saints of Normandy When thou art home in England, with thine own, Might strengthen thee in keeping of thy word, SCENE II.] Harold. 69 I made thee swear. — Show him by whom he hath sworn. {Tlie two Bishops advance, and raise the cloth of gold. The bodies and hones of Saints are seen lying in the ark. The holy bones of all the Canonised From all the holiest shrines in Ncrmandy ! Harold Horrible ! \They ict the cloth fall again. William. Ay, for thou hast sworn an oath "Which, if not kept, would make the hard earth rive To the very Devil's horns, the bright sky cleave To the very feet of God, and send her hosts Of injured Saints to scatter sparks of plague Thro' all your cities, blast your infants, dash The torch of war among your standing corn, Dabble your hearths with your own blood. — Enough ! Thou wilt not break it ! I, the Count — the King — Thy friend — am grateful for thine honest oath, Not coming fiercely like a conqueror, now, But softly as a bridegroom to his own. For I shall rule according to your laws. And make your ever-jarring Earldoms move 70 Harold. [act ii. To music and in order — Angle, Jute, Dane, Saxon, Norman, help to build a throne Out-towering hers of France . . . The wind is fair For England now . . . To-night we will be merry. To-morrow will I ride with thee to Harfleur. [Exeunt William ajid all the Norman barons, c-r. Harold. To-night we will be merry — and to-morrow — Juggler and bastard — bastard — he hates that most — William the tanner's bastard ! Would he heard me 1 God, that I were in some wide, waste field With nothing but my battle-axe and him To spatter his brains ! Why let earth rive, gulf in These cursed Normans — yea and mine own self Cleave heaven, and send thy saints that I may say Ev'n to their faces, ' If ye side with William Ye are not noble.' How their pointed fingers Glared at me ! Am I Harold, Harold son Of our great Godwin ? Lo ! I touch mine arms, My limbs — they are not mine — they are a liar's — • 1 mean to be a liar — I am not bound — Stigand shall give me absolution for it — Did the chest move ? did it move ? I am utter craven ! O Wulfnoth, Wulfnoth, brother, thou hast betray'd me ! SCENE II.] Harold, 71 WULFNOTH. Forgive me, brother, I will live here and die. Enter Page. Page. My lord ! the Duke awaits thee at the banquet. Harold. Where they eat dead men's flesh, and drink their blood. Page. My lord— Harold. I know your Norman cookery is so spiced, It masks all this. Page. My lord ! thou art white as death Harold. With looking on the dead. Am I so white ? Thy Duke will seem the darker. Hence, I follow. \Exeunt, 72 Harold. [act m. ACT III. SCENE I.— THE KING'S PALACE. LONDON. King Edward dying on a couch, and by Iiim standing the Queen, Harold, Archbishop Stigand, Gurth, Leofwin, Archbishop Aldred, Aldwyth, and Edith. Stigand. Sleeping or dying there ? If this be death, Then our great Council wait to crown thee King — Come hither, I have a power; \to Harold. They call me near, for I am close to thee And England — I, old shrivell'd Stigand, I, Dry as an old wood-fungus on a dead tree, I have a power ! See here this little key about my neck ! There lies a treasure buried down in Ely : If e'er the Norman grow too hard for thee. Ask me for this at thy most need, son Harold, At thy most need — not sooner. SCENE I.] Harold, 73 Harold. So I will. Stigand. Red gold — a hundred purses — yea, and more ! If thou canst make a wholesome use of these To chink against the Norman, I do believe My old crook'd spine would bud out two young wings To fly to heaven straight with. Harold. Thank thee, father ! Thou art English, Edward too is English now, Ha hath clean repented of his Normanism. Stigand. Ay, as the libertine repents who cannot Make done undone, when thro' his dying sense Shrills *lost thro' thee.' They have built their castles here ; Our priories are Norman ; the Norman adder Hath bitten us ; we are poison'd : our dear England Is demi-Norman. He ! — \Pointing to King Edward, sleeping, Harold. I w^ould I were 74 Harold, [act m. As holy and as passionless as he ! That I might rest as calmly ! Look at him — The rosy face, and long down-silvering beard, The brows unwrinkled as a summer mere. — Stigand. A summer mere with sudden wreckful gusts From a side-gorge. Passionless ? How he flamed When Tostig's anger' d earldom flung him, nay. He fain had calcined all Northumbria To one black ash, but that thy patriot passion Siding with our great Council against Tostig, Out-passion'd his ! Holy ? ay, ay, forsooth, A conscience for his own soul, not his realm ; A twilight conscience lighted thro' a chink ; Thine by the sun ; nay, by some sun to be. When all the world hath learnt to speak the truth, And lying were self-murder by that state Which was the exception. Harold. That sun may God speed I Stigand. Come, Harold, shake the cloud off ! SCENE I.] Harold, 75 Harold. Can I, father ? Our Tostig parted cursing me and England; Our sister hates us for his banishment ; He hath gone to kindle Norway against England, And Wulfnoth is alone in Normandy. For when I rode wdth William down to Harfleur, ' Wulfnoth is sick,' he said ; ^ he cannot follow ; ' Then with that friendly-fiendly smile of his, * We have learnt to love him, let him a little longer Remain a hostage for the loyalty Of Godwin's house.' As far as touches Wulfnoth, I that so prized plain word and naked truth Have sinn'd against it — all in vain. Leo F WIN. Good brother, By all the truths that ever priest hath preach'd. Of all the lies that ever men have lied, Thine is the pardonablest. Harold. May be so ! I think it so, I think I am a fool To think it can be otherwise than so. 76 Harold. [act hi. Stigand. Tut, tut, I have absolved thee : dost thou scorn me, Because I had my Canterbury pallium From one whom they dispoped ? Harold. No, Stigand, no I Stigand. Is naked truth actable in true life ? I have heard a saying of thy father Godwin, That, were a man of state nakedly true, Tvlen would but take him for the craftier liar. Leofwin. Be men less delicate than the Devil himself? I thought that naked Truth would shame the Devil, The Devil is so modest. GURTH. He never said it ! Leofwin. Be thou not stupid-honest, brother Gurth ! Harold. Better to be a liar's dog, and liold SCENE I.] Harold. 77 My master honest, than believe that lying And ruling men are fatal twins that cannot Move one without the other. Edward wakes ! — Dazed—he hath seen a vision. Edward. The green tree ! Then a great Angel past along the highest Crying * the doom of England/ and at once He stood beside me, in his grasp a sword Of lightnings, wherewithal he cleft the tree From off the bearing trunk, and hurl'd it from him Three fields away, and then he dash'd and drench'd, He dyed, he soak'd the trunk with human blood, And brought the sunder'd tree again, and set it Straight on the trunk, that thus baptized in blood Grew ever high and higher, beyond my seeing. And shot out sidelong boughs across the deep That dropt themselves, and rooted in far isles Beyond my seeing : and the great Angel rose And past again along the highest crying * The doom of England I ' — Tostig, raise my head ! \FaUs back senseless. Harold (raising him). Let Harold serve for Tostig ! 78 Harold. [act Queen. Harold served Tostig so ill, he cannot serve for Tostig ! Ay, raise his head, for thou hast laid it low ! The sickness of our saintly king, for whom My prayers go up as fast as my tears fall, I well believe, hath mainly drawn itself From lack of Tostig — thou hast banish'd him. Harold. Nay — but the Council, and the king himself ! Queen, Thou hatest him, hates t him. PIarold {coldly). Ay — Stigand, unriddle This vision, canst thou ? Stigand. Dotage ! Edward {starting up). It is finish'd. I have built the Lord a house — the Lord hath dwelt In darkness. I have built the Lord a house — SCENE I.] Harold, 79 Palms, flowers, pomegranates, golden cherubim With twenty-cubit wings from wall to wall — I have built the Lord a house — sing, Asaph ! clash The cymbal, Heman 1 blow the trumpet, priest ! Fall, cloud, and fill the house — lo ! my two pillars, Jachin and Boaz I — [Seeing Harold and Gurth. Harold, Gurth, — where am I ? Where is the charter of our Westminster ? Stigand. It lies beside thee, king, upon thy bed. Edward. Sign, sign at once — take, sign it, Stigand, Aldred ! Sign it, my good son Harold, Gurth, and Leofwin, Sign it, my queen ! All. We have sign'd it. Edward. It is finished ! The kingliest Abbey in all Christian lands. The lordliest, loftiest minster ever built To Holy Peter in our English isle I Let me be buried there, and all our kings, So Harold, [act m. And all our just and wise and holy men That shall.be born hereafter. It is finish'd ! Hast thou had absolution for thine oath? \To Harold. Harold. Stigand hath given me absolution for it. Edward. Stigand is not canonical enough To save thee from the wrath of Norman Saints. Stigand. Xorman enough ! Be there no Saints of England To help us from their brethren yonder ? Edward. Prelate, The Saints are one, but those of Normanland Are mightier than our own. Ask it of Aldred. \To Harold. Aldred. It shall be granted him, my king ; for he Who vows a vow to strangle his own mother Is guiltier keeping this, than breaking it. SCENE I.] Harold. 8i Edward. friends, I shall not overlive the day. Stigand. Why then the throne is empty. Who inherits } For tho' we be not bound by the king's voice In making of a king, yet the king's voice Is much toward his making. Who inherits ? Edgar the Atheling ? Edward. No, no, but Harold. 1 love him : he hath served me : none but he Can rule all England. Yet the curse is on him For swearing falsely by those blessed bones ; He did not mean to keep his vow. Not mean Harold. To make our England Norman. Edward. There spake Godwin, Who hated all the Normans \ but their Saints Have heard thee, Harold. 82 Harold, (_ACT III. Edith. Oh ! my lord, my king ! He knew not whom he sware by. Edward. Yea, I know He knew not, but those heavenly ears have heard, Their curse is on him ; wilt thou bring another, Edith, upon his head ? Edith. No, no, not I. Edward. Why then, thou must not wed him. Harold. Wherefore, wherefore ? Edward. son, when thou didst tell me of thine oath, 1 sorrowed for my random promise given To yon fox-lion. I did not dream then I should be king. — My son, the Saints are virgins ; They love the white rose of virginity. The cold, white lily blowing in her ceil : I have been myself a virgin ; and I sware SCENE I.] Harold, 83 To consecrate my virgin here to heaven — The silent, cloister'd, solitary life, A life of life-long prayer against the curse That lies on thee and England. Harold. No, no, no. Edward. Treble denial of the tongue of flesh. Like Peter's when he fell, and thou wilt have To wail for it like Peter. O my son ! Are all oaths to be broken then, all promises Made in our agony for help from heaven ? Son, there is one who loves thee : and a wife. What matters who, so she be serviceable In all obedience, as mine own hath been : God bless thee, wedded daughter. \_Laying his hand on the Queen's head. Queen. Bless thou too That brother whom I love beyond the rest, My banished Tostig. Edward. All the sweet Saints bless him ! G 2 §4 Harold. [act in. Spare and forbear him, Harold, if he comes ! And let him pass unscathed ; he loves me, Harold ! Be kindly to the Normans left among us, Who followed me for love ! and dear son, swear When thou art king, to see my solemn vow Accomphsh'd ! Harold. Nay, dear lord, for I have sworn Not to swear falsely twice. Edward. Thou wilt not swear ? Harold. I cannot. Edward. Then on thee remains the curse, Harold, if thou embrace her : and on thee, Edith, if thou abide it, — \The King swoons; Edith falls and kneels by the conch. Stigand. He hath swooned ! Death ? ... no, as yet a breath. SCENE I.] Harold. 85 Harold. Look up ! look up ! Edith ! Aldred. Confuse her not ; she hath begun Her life-long prayer for thee. Aldwyth. O noble Harold, I would thou couldst have sworn. Harold. ' For thine own pleasure? Aldwyth. No, but to please our dying king, and those Who make thy good their own — all England, Earl. Aldred. /would thou couldst have sworn. Our holy king Hath given his virgin lamb to Holy Church To save thee from the curse. Harold. Alas ! poor man. His promise brought it on me. 86 Harold, [act hi. Aldred. O good son! That knowledge made him all the carefuller To find a means whereby the curse might glance From thee and England. Harold. . Father, we so loved — Aldred. The more the love, the mightier is the prayer ; The more the love, the more acceptable The sacrifice of both your loves to heaven. No sacrifice to heaven, no help from heaven ; That runs thro' all the faiths of all the world. And sacrifice there must be, for the king Is holy, and hath talk'd with God, and seen A shadowing horror ; there are signs in heaven — Harold. Your comet came and went. Aldred. And signs on earth ! Knowest thou Senlac hill ? SCENE I.] Harold. 87 Harold. I know all Sussex ; A good entrenchment for a perilous hour I ■ f Aldred. Pray God that come not suddenly ! There is one Who passing by that hill three nights ago — He shook so that he scarce could out with it — Heard, heard — Harold. The wind in his hair ? Aldred. A ghostly horn Blowing continually, and faint battle-hymns. And cries, and clashes, and the groans of men ; And dreadful shadows strove upon the hill, And dreadful lights crept up from out the marsh- — Corpse-candles gliding over nameless graves — Harold. At Senlac ? Aldred. Senlac. 88 Harold, [act hi. Edward (zuakin^). Senlac ! Sanguelac, The Lake of Blood ! Stigand. This lightning before death Plays on the word,— and Normanizes too 1 Harold. Hush, father, hush ! Edward. Thou uncanonical fool, Wilt thou play with the thunder ? North and South Thunder together, showers of blood are blown Before a never-ending blast, and hiss Against the blaze they cannot quench — a lake, A sea of blood — we are drowned in blood — for God Has fiird the quiver, and Death has drawn the bow — Sanguelac ! Sanguelac ! the arrow ! the arrow ! [^Dies. Stigand. It is the arrow of death in his own heart — And our great Council wait to crown thee King. SCENE ii.J Harold. 89 SCENE II.— IN THE GARDEN. THE KING'S HOUSE NEAR LONDON. Edith. Crown'd, crown'd and lost, crown'd King — and lost to me 1 {Singing,) Two young lovers in winter weather, None to guide them, Walk'd at night on the misty heather ; Night, as black as a raven's feather; Both were lost and found together, None beside them. That is the burthen of it — lost and found Together in the cruel river Swale A hundred years ago ; and there's another. Lost, lost, the light of day, To which the lover answers lovingly '* I am beside thee." Lost, lost, we have lost the way. ''Love, I will guide thee.' 90 Harold. [act m. Whither, O whither ? into the river, Where we two may be lost together, And lost for ever ? *' Oh ! never, oh ! never, Tho' we be lost and be found together." Some think they loved within the pale forbidden By Holy Church : but who shall say ? the truth Was lost in that fierce North, where they were lost, Where all good things are lost, where Tostig lost The good hearts of his people. It is Harold ! Harold the King ! {Enter Harold.) Harold. Call me not King, but Harold. Edith. Nay, thou art King ! Harold. Thine, thine, or King or churl ! My girl, thou hast been weeping : turn not thou Thy face away, but rather let me be King of the moment to thee, and command That kiss my due when subject, which will make SCENE II.] Harold, 91 My kingship kinglier to me than to reign King of the world without it. Edith. Ask me not, Lest I should yield it, and the second curse Descend upon thine head, and thou be only King of the moment over England. Harold. Edith, Tho' somewhat less a king to my true self Than ere they crown'd me one, for I have lost Somewhat of upright stature thro' mine oath, Yet thee I would not lose, and sell not thou Our living passion for a dead man's dream ; Stigand beheved he knew not what he spake. Oh God ! I cannot help it, but at times \ They seem to me too narrow, all the faiths Of this grown world of ours, whose baby eye Saw them sufficient. Fool and wise, I fear This curse, and scorn it. But a little light ! — And on it falls the shadow of the priest ; Heaven yield us more ! for better, Woden, all Our canceird warrior-gods, our grim Walhalla, Eternal war, than that the Saints at peace 92 Harold. [act hi. The Holiest of our Holiest one should be This William's fellow-tricksters ; — better die Than credit this, for death is death, or else Lifts us beyond the lie. Kiss me — thou art not A holy sister yet, my girl, to fear There might be more than brother in my kiss, And more than sister in thine own. Edith. I dare not. Harold. Scared by the church — * Love for a whole life long ' When was that sung ? Edith. Here to the nightingales. Harold. Their anthems of no church, how sweet they are ! Nor kingly priest, nor priestly king to cross Their billings ere they nest. Edith. They are but of spring. They fly the winter change — not so with us — No wings to come and go. SCENE II.] Harold, 93 Harold. But wing'd souls flying Beyond all change and in the eternal distance To settle on the Tmth. Edith. They are not so true, They change their mates. Harold. Do they ? I did not know it. Edith. They say thou art to wed the Lady Aldwyth. Harold. They say, they say. Edith. If this be politic, And well for thee and England — and for her— Care not for me who love thee. Gurth {callini), ' Harold, Harold ! 94 Harold. ' [act m. Harold. The voice of Gurth ! {Enter Gurth) Good even, my good brother ! Gurth. Good even, gentle Edith. Edith. Good even, Gurth. Gurth. Ill news hath come ! Our hapless brother, Tostig — He, and the giant King of Norway, Harold Hardrada — Scotland, Ireland, Iceland, Orkney, Are landed North of Humber, and in a field So packt with carnage that the dykes and brooks Were bridged and dammed with dead, have overthrown Morcar and Edwin. Harold. Well then, we must fight. How blows the wind ? Gurth. Against St. Valery And William. SCENE II.] Harold. 95 Harold. Well then, we will to the North. GURTH. Ay, but worse news : this William sent to Rome, Swearing thou swarest falsely by his Saints : The Pope and that Archdeacon Hildebrand His master, heard him, and have sent him back A holy gonfanon, and a blessed hair Of Peter, and all France, all Burgimdy, Poitou, all Christendom is raised against thee ; He hath cursed thee, and all those who fight for thee, And given thy realm of England to the bastard. Harold. Ha ! ha ! Edith. Oh ! laugh not ! . . . Strange and ghastly in the gloom And shadowing of this double thunder-cloud That lours on England — laughter ! Harold. No, not strange I This was old human laughter in old Rome Before a Pope was born, when that which reign'd 96 • Harold, [act jit. Caird itself God. — A kindly rendering Of ' Render unto Caesar.' . . . The Good Shepherd ! Take this, and render that. GURTH. They have taken York. Harold. The Lord was God and came as man — the Pope Is man and comes as God. — York taken ? * GURTH. Yea, Tostig hath taken York ! Harold. To York then. Edith, Hadst thou been braver, I had better braved All — but I love thee and thou me — and that Remains beyond all chances and all churches, And that thou knowest. Edith. Ay, but take back thy ring. It burns my hand — a curse to thee and me. I dare not wear it. \ Proffers Harold the ring, which he takes. SCENE II.] Harold. 97 Harold. But I dare. God with thee ! [Exeunt Harold and Gurth. Edith. The King hath cursed him, if he marry me ; The Pope hath cursed him, marry me or no ! God help me ! I know nothing — can but pray For Harold —pray, pray, pray— no help but prayer, A breath that fleets beyond this iron world, And touches Him that made it. 9 8 Harold, [act iv. ACT IV. SCENE I.— IN NORTHUMBRIA. Archbishop Aldred, Morcar, Edwin, and Forces. E7iter Harold. The standard of the golden Dragon of Wessex preceding him, Harold. What ! are thy people sullen from defeat ? Our Wessex dragon flies beyond the Humber, No voice to greet it. Edwin. Let not our great king Believe us sullen — only shamed to the quick Before the king — as having been so bruised By Harold, king of Norway ; but our help Is Harold, king of England. Pardon us, thou ! Our silence is our reverence for the king ! Harold. Earl of the Mercians ! if the truth be gall, SCENE I.] Harold. 99 Cram me not thou with honey, when our good hive Needs every sting to save it. Voices. Aldwyth ! Aldwyth ! Harold. Why cry thy people on thy sister's name ? MORCAR. She hath won upon our people thro' her beauty, And pleasantness among them. Voices. Aldwyth, Aldwyth ! Harold. They shout as they would have her for a queen. Morcar. She hath followed with our host, and suffered all. Harold. What would ye, men ? Voice. Our old Northumbrian cro^vn, And kings of our own choosing, H 2 loo Harold, [act iv. Harold. Your old crown Were little help without our Saxon carles Against Hardrada. Voice. Little ! we are Danes, Who conquer'd what we walk on, our own field. Harold. They have been plotting here ! \^Aside, Voice. He calls us little ! Harold. The kingdoms of this world began with little, A hill, a fort, a city — that reached a hand Down to the field beneath it, ' Be thou mine,' Then to the next, ^ Thou also — ' if the field Cried out * I am mine own ; ' another hill Or fort, or city, took it, and the first Fell, and the next became an Empire. Voice. Yet Thou art but a West Saxon : we are Danes 1 SCENE I.] Harold, loi Harold. My mother is a Dane, and I am English ; There is a pleasant fable in old books, Ye take a stick, and break it ; bind a score All in one faggot, snap it over knee, Ye cannot. Voice. Hear King Harold ! he says true ! Harold. Would ye be Norsemen ? Voices. No! Harold. Or Norman ? Voices. No! Harold. Snap not the faggot-band then. Voice. That is true ! 102 Harold. [act iv. Voice. Ay, but thou art not kingly, only grandson To Wulfnoth, a poor cow-herd. Harold. This old Wulfnoth Would take me on his knees and tell me tales Of Alfred and of Athelstan the Great Who drove you Danes ; and yet he held that Dane, Jute, Angle, Saxon, were or should be all One England, for this cow-herd, like my father, Who shook the Norman scoundrels off the throne, Had in him kingly thoughts — a king of men, Not made but born, like the great king of all, A light among the oxen. Voice. That is true ! Voice. Ay, and I love him now, for mine own father Was great, and cobbled. Voice. Thou art Tostig's brother, Who wastes the land. SCENE I.] Harold. 103 Harold. This brother comes to save Your land from waste ; I saved it once before, For when your people banish'd Tostig hence, And Edward would have sent a host against you, Then I, who loved my brother, bad the king Who doted on him, sanction your decree Of Tostig's banishment, and choice of Morcar, To help the realm from scattering. Voice. King ! thy brother, If one may dare to speak the truth, was wrong'd. Wild was he, born so : but the plots against him Had madden'd tamer men. MORCAR. Thou art one of those Who brake into Lord Tostig*s treasure-house And slew two hundred of his following. And now, when Tostig hath come back with power. Are frighted back to Tostig. Old Thane. Ugh ! Plots and feuds ! This is my ninetieth birthday. Can ye not I04 Ha7^old. [act iv. Be brethren ? Godwin still at feud with Alfgar, And Alfgar hates King Harold. Plots and feuds ! This is my ninetieth birthday ! Harold. Old man, Harold Hates nothing ; not his fault, if our two houses Be less than brothers. Voices. Aldwyth, Harold, Aldwyth ! Harold. Again ! Morcar ! Edwin ! What do they mean ? Edwin. So the good king would deign to lend an ear Not overscomful, we might chance — perchance — To guess their meaning. Morcar. Thine own meaning, Harold, To make all England one, to close all feuds, Mixing our bloods, that thence a king may rise Half-Godwin and half-Alfgar, one to rule All England beyond question, beyond quarrel. SCENE I.] Harold, 105 Harold. Who sow'd this fancy here among the people ? MORCAR. Who knows what sows itself among the people ? A goodly flower at times. Harold. The Queen of Wales? Why, Morcar, it is all but duty in her To hate me ; I have heard she hates me. MORCAR. No! For I can swear to that, but cannot swear That these will follow thee against the Norsemen, If thou deny them this. Harold. Morcar and Edwin, When will ye cease to plot against my house ? Edwin. The king can scarcely dream that we, who know His prowess in the mountains of the West, Should care to plot against him in the North. io6 Harold. [act iv. MORCAR. Who dares arraign us, king, of such a plot ? - Harold. Ye heard one witness even now. Morcar. The craven ! There is a faction risen again for Tostig, Since Tostig came with Norway — fright not love. Harold. Morcar and Edwin, will ye, if I yield, Follow against the Norseman ? Morcar. Surely, surely ! Harold. Morcar and Edwin, will ye upon oath. Help us against the Norman ? Morcar. With good will ; Yea, take the Sacrament upon it, king. SCENE I.] Harold, 107 Harold. Where is thy sister ? MORCAR. Somewhere hard at hand, Call and she comes. \One goes out, then enter Aldwyth. Harold. I doubt not but thou knowest Why thou art suramon'd. Aldwyth. Why ?— I stay with these, Lest thy fierce Tostig spy me out alone, And flay me all alive. Harold. Canst thou love one Who did discrown thine husband, unqueen thee ? Didst thou not love thine husband ? Aldwyth. Oh ! my lord, The nimble, wild, red, wiry, savage king — That was, my lord, a match of policy. io8 Harold. [act iv. Harold. Was it ? I knew him brave : he loved his land : he fain Had made her great : his finger on her harp (I heard him more than once) had in it Wales, Her floods, her woods, her hills : had I been his, I had been all Welsh. Aldwyth. Oh, ay — all Welsh— and yet I saw thee drive him up his hills — and women Cling to the conquered, if they love, the more ; If not, they cannot hate the conqueror. We never — oh ! good Morcar, speak for us, His conqueror conquer'd Aldwyth. Harold. Goodly news ! Morcar. Doubt it not thou ! Since Griffyth's head was sent To Edward, she hath said it. Harold. I had rather SCENE I.] Harold. 109 She would have loved her husband. Aldwyth, Aldvvyth, Canst thou love me, thou knowing where I love ? Aldwyth. I can, my lord, for mine own sake, for thine, For England, for thy poor white dove, who flutters Between thee and the porch, but then would find Her nest within the cloister, and be still. Harold. Canst thou love one, who cannot love again ? Aldwyth. Full hope have I that love will answer love. Harold. Then in the name of the great God, so be it ! Come, Aldred, join our hands before the hosts. That all may see. [Aldred y^/V^i" the hands of Harold aiid Aldwyth and blesses them. Voices. Harold, Harold and Aldwyth ! Harold. Set forth our golden Dragon, let him flap no Harold. [act iv. The wings that beat down Wales ! Advance our Standard of the Warrior, Dark among gems and gold ; and thou, brave banner. Blaze like a night of fatal stars on those Who read their doom and die. Where lie the Norsemen ? on the Derwent ? ay At Stamford-bridge. Morcar, collect thy men ; Edwin, my friend — Thou lingerest. — Gurth, — Last night King Edward came to me in dreams — The rosy face and long down- silvering beard — He told me I should conquer : — I am no woman to put faith in dreams. ' (To his army!) Last night King Edward came to me in dreams, And told me we should conquer. Voices. Forward ! Forward ! Harold and Holy Cross ! Aldwyth. The day is won ! SCENE II.] Harold. 1 1 1 SCENE II.— A PLAIN. BEFORE THE BATTLE OF STAMFORD-BRIDGE. Harold and his Guard. Harold. Who is it comes this way? Tostig? {Enter Tostig with a S7?iall force.) O brother, What art thou doing here ? Tostig. I am foraging * For Norway's army. Harold. I could take and slay thee. Thou art in arms against us. For Edward loved me. Tostig. Take and slay me, Harold. Edward bad me spare thee. 112 Harold. [act iv. TOSTIG. I hate King Edward for he join'd with thee To drive me outlaw'd. Take and slay me, I say, Or I shall count thee fool. Harold. Take thee, or free thee, Free thee or slay thee, Norway will have war ; No man would strike with Tostig, save for Norway. Thou art nothing in thine England, save for Norway Who loves not thee but war. What dost thou here. Trampling thy mother's bosom into blood ? * Tostig. She hath wean'd me from it with such bitterness. I come for mine own Earldom, my Northumbria ; Thou hast given it to the enemy of our house. Harold. Northumbria threw thee off, she will not have thee. Thou hast misused her : and, O crowning crime ! Hast murder'd thine own guest, the^son of Crm Gamel, at thine own hearth. Tostig. The slow, fat fool ! SCENE II.] Harold, 1 1 3 He drawl'd and prated so, I smote him suddenly, I knew not what I did. Harold. Come back to us, Know what thou dost, and we may find for thee, So thou be chasten'd by thy banishment. Some easier Earldom. TOSTIG. What for Norway then ? He looks for land among you, he and his. Harold. Seven feet of English land, or something more, Seeing he is a giant. TOSTIG. O brother, brother, O Harold— Harold. Nay then come thou back to us ! TOSTIG. Never shall any man say that I, that Tostig Conjured the mightier Harold from his North 114 Harold, [act iv. To do the battle for me here in England, Then left him for the meaner ! thee ! — Thou hast no passion for the House of Godwin — Thou hast but cared to make thyself a king — Thou hast sold me for a cry. — Thou gavest thy voice against me in the Council— I hate thee, and despise thee, and defy thee. Farewell for ever ! {Exit Harold. On to Stamford-bridge ! SCENE in.— AFTER THE BATTLE OF STAM- FORD-BRIDGE. BANQUET. Harold a7id Aldwyth. Gurth, Leofwin, Morcar, Edwin, a^id other Earls and Thanes. Voices. Hail ! Harold ! Aldwyth ! hail, bridegroom and bride ! Aldwyth (talking with Harold). Answer them thou ! Is this our marriage-banquet ? Would the wines SCENE III.] Harold, 115 Of wedding had been dash'd into the cups Of victory, and our marriage and thy glory Been drunk together ! these poor hands but sew, Spin, broider — would that they were man's to have held The battle-axe by thee ! Harold. There was a moment When being forced aloof from all my guard, And striking at Hardrada and his madmen I had wish'd for any weapon. Aldwyth. Why art thou sad ? Harold. I have lost the boy who play'd at ball with me, With whom I fought another fight than this Of Stamford-bridge. Aldwyth. Ay ! ay ! thy victories Over our own poor Wales, when at thy side He conquer'd with thee. I 2 1 1 6 Harold, [act iv. Harold. No — the childish fist That cannot strike again. Aldwyth. Thou art too kindly. Why didst thou let so many Norsemen hence ? Thy fierce forekings had clench'd their pirate hides To the bleak church doors, like kites upon a barn. Harold. Is there so great a need to tell thee why ? Aldwyth. Yea, am I not thy wife ? Voices. Hail, Harold, Aldwyth ! Bridegroom and bride ! Aldwyth. Answer them ! \To Harold. Harold (to all). Earls and Thanes ! Full thanks for your fair greeting of my bride ! Earls, Thanes, and all our countrymen ! the day. SCENE III.] Harold, 117 Our day beside the Derwent will not shine Less than a star among the goldenest hours Of Alfred, or of Edward his great son, Or Athelstan, or English Ironside Who fought with Knut, or Knut who coming Dane Died English. Every man about his king Fought like a king ; the king like his own man, No better ; one for all, and all for one. One soul ! and therefore have we shattered back The hugest wave from Norseland ever yet Surged on us, and our battle-axes broken The Raven's wing, and dumb'd his carrion croak From the gray sea for ever. Many are gone — Drink to the dead who died for us, the living Who fought and would have died, but happier lived, If happier be to live ; they both have life In the large mouth of England, till her voice Die with the world. Hail — hail ! MORCAR. t May all invaders perish like Hardrada ! All traitors fail like Tostig ! \All drink but Harold. Aldwyth. Thy cup's full ! il8 Harold. [act iv. Harold. I saw the hand of Tostig cover it. Our dear, dead, traitor-brother, Tostig, him Reverently we buried. Friends, had I been here, Without too large self-lauding I must hold The sequel had been other than his league With Norway, and this battle. Peace be with him ! He was not of the worst. If there be those At banquet in this hall, and hearing me — For there be those I fear who prick'd the lion To make him spring, that sight of Danish blood Might serve an end not English — peace with them Likewise, if they can be at peace with what God gave us to divide us fi*om the wolf ! Aldwyth (aside to Harold). Make not our Morcar sullen : it is not wise. Harold. Hail to the living who fought, the dead who fell ! Voices. Hail, hail ! First Thane. How ran that answer which King Harold gave To his dead namesake, when he ask'd for England ? SCENE III.] Harold. 119 Leofwin. ' Seven feet of English earth, or something more, Seeing he is a giant ! ' First Thane. Then for the bastard Six feet and nothing more ! Leofwin. Ay, but belike Thou hast not learnt his measure. First Thane. By St. Edmund I over-measure him. Sound sleep to the man Here by dead Norway without dream or dawn ! Second Thane. What is he bragging still that he will come To thrust our Harold's throne from under him ? My nurse would tell me of a molehill crying To a mountain ' Stand aside and room for me ! ' First Thane. Let him come ! let him come. Here's to him, sink or swim ! [Drinks, I20 Ha7^old, [act IV. Second Thane. God sink him ! First Thane. Cannot hands which had the strength To shove that stranded iceberg off our shores, And send the shattered North again to sea, Scuttle his cockle-shell ? What's Brunanburg To Stamford-bridge ? a war-crash, and so hard, So loud, that, by St. Dunstan, old St. Thor — By God, we thought him dead — but our old Thor Heard his own thunder again, and woke and came Among us again, and mark'd the sons of those Who made this Britain England, break the North : Mark'd how the war-axe swang, Heard how the war-horn sang, Mark'd how the spear-head sprang, Heard how the shield-wall rang. Iron on iron clang, Anvil on hammer bang — Second Thane. Hammer on anvil, hammer on anvil. Old dog, Thou art drunk, old dog ! SCENE III.] Harold, T2I First Thane. Too drunk to fight with thee ! Second Thane. Fight thou with thine own double, not with me, Keep that for Norman William ! First Thane. Down with William 1 Third Thane. The washerwoman's brat I Fourth Thane. The tanner's bastard ! Fifth Thane. The Falaise byblow ! \Enier a Thane, from Fevensey^ spattered with mud, Harold. Ay, but what late guest, As haggard as a fast of forty days. And caked and plastered with a hundred mires, Hath stumbled on our cups ? 122 Harold, [act iv. Thane fro7n Fevensey. My lord the King 1 William the Norman, for the wind had changed — Harold. I felt it in the middle of that fierce fight At Stamford-bridge. William hath landed, ha ? Thane from Pevensey, Landed at Pevensey — I am from Pevensey — Hath wasted all the land at Pevensey — Hath harried mine own cattle — God confound him ! I have ridden night and day from Pevensey — A thousand ships, a hundred thousand men — Thousands of horses, like as many lions Neighing and roaring as they leapt to land — Harold. How oft in coming hast thou broken bread ? Thane fi^om Peve?isey. Some thrice, or so. Harold. Bring not thy hollowness On our full feast. Famine is fear, were it but SCENE III.] Harold, 123 Of being starved. Sit down, sit down, and eat, And, when again red-blooded, speak again \ (Aside,) The men that guarded England to the South Were scatter'd to the harvest. ... No power mine To hold their force together. . . . Many are fallen At Stamford-bridge. . . . the people stupid-sure Sleep like their swine. ... in South and North at once I could not be. {Aloud,) Gurth, Leofwin, Morcar, Edwin ! {Pointing to the revellers^ The curse of England ! these are drown'd in wassail, And cannot see the world but thro' their wines ! Leave them ! and thee too, Aldwyth, must I leave — Harsh is the news ! hard is our honeymoon ! Thy pardon. ( Turriing roicnd to his attendants^ Break the banquet up . . . 'Ye four ! And thou, my carrier-pigeon of black news, Cram thy crop full, but come when thou art call'd. {Exit Harold. 124 Harold. [act v. ACT V. SCENE L— A TENT ON A MOUND, FROM " WHICH CAN BE SEEN THE FIELD OF SENLAC. Harold, sitting ; by him standing Hugh Margot the Monk, GuRTH, Leofwin. Harold. Refer my cause, my crown to Rome ! . . . The wolf Mudded the brook, and predetermined all. Monk, Thou hast said thy say, and had my constant * No ' For all but instant battle. J hear no more. Margot. Hear me again — for the last time. Arise, Scatter thy people home, descend the hill, Lay hands of full allegiance in thy Lord's And crave his mercy, for the Holy Father Hath given this realm of England to the Norman. SCENE I.] Harold. 125 Harold. Then for the last time, monk, I ask again When had the Lateran and the Holy Father To do with England's choice of her own king ? ]\Iargot. Earl, the first Christian Caesar drew to the East To leave the Pope dominion in the West. He gave him all the kingdoms of the West. Harold. So ! — did he ? — Earl — I have a mind to play The William with thine eyesight and thy tongue. Earl — ay — thou art but a messenger of William. I am wear}^ — go : make me not wroth with thee ! Margot. Mock-king, I am the messenger of God, His Norman Daniel ! Mene, Mene, Tekel ! Is thy wrath Hell, that I should spare to cry. Yon heaven is wroth with thee ? Hear me again ! Our Saints have moved the Church that moves the world, And all the Heavens and very God : they heard — They know King Edward's promise and thine — thine. 126 Harold, [act v. Harold. Should they not know free England crowns herself? Not know that he nor I had power to promise ? Not know that Edward cancelled his ov/n promise ? And for my part therein — Back to that juggler, (rising) Tell him the Saints are nobler than he dreams, Tell him that God is nobler than the Saints, And tell him we stand arm'd on Senlac Hill, And bide the doom of God. Margot. Hear it thro' me. The realm for which thou art forsworn is cursed, The babe enwomb'd and at the breast is cursed, The corpse thou whelmest with thine earth is cursed, The soul who fighteth on thy side is cursed. The seed thou sowest in thy field is cursed, The steer wherewith thou plowest thy field is cursed. The fowl that fleeth o'er thy field is cursed, And thou, usurper, liar — Harold. Out, beast monk ! \Lifting his hand io strike hifn. Gurth stop the blow, I ever hated monks. SCENE I.] Hai'old, 127 Margot. I am but a voice Among you : murder, martyr me if ye will - Harold. Thanks, Gurth ! The simple, silent, selfless man Is worth a world of tonguesters. {To Margot.) Get thee gone ! He means the thing he says. See him out safe ! Leofwin. He hath blown himself as red as fire with curses. An honest fool ! Follow me, honest fool. But if thou blurt thy curse among our folk, I know not — I may give that egg-bald head The tap that silences. Harold. See him out safe. [Exeunt Leofwin and Margot. Gurth. . Thou hast lost thine even temper, brother Harold ! Harold. Gurth, when I past by Waltham, my foundation For men who serve the neighbour, not themselves, 128 Harold. [act v. I cast me down prone, praying ; and, when I rose, They told me that the Holy Rood had lean'd And bow'd above me j whether that which held it Had weaken'd, and the Rood itself were bound To that necessity which binds us down ; Whether it bow'd at all but in their fancy ; Or if it bow'd, whether it symbol'd ruin Or glory, who shall tell ? but they were sad, And somewhat sadden'd me. GURTH. Yet if a fear. Or shadow of a fear, lest the strange Saints By whom thou swarest, should have power to balk Thy puissance in this fight with him, who made And heard thee swear — brother — / have not sworn — If the king fall, may not the kingdom fall ? But if I fall, I fall, and thou art king ; And, if I win, I win, and thou art king 3 Draw thou to London, there make strength to breast Whatever chance, but leave this day to me. Leofwin {entering). And waste the land about thee as thou goest, And be thy hand as winter on the field, To leave the foe no forage. SCENE I.] Harold. 129 Harold. Noble Gurth ! Best son of Godwin ! If I fall, I fall— The doom of God ! How should the people fight When the king flies ? And, Leofwin, art thou mad ? How should the King of England waste the fields Of England, his own people ? — No glance yet Of the Northumbrian helmet on the heath ? Leofwin. No, but a shoal of wives upon the heath, And someone saw thy willy-nilly nun Vying a tress against our golden fern. Harold. Vying a tear with our cold dews, a sigh With these low-moaning heavens. Let her be fetch'd. We have parted from our wife without reproach, Tho' we have dived thro' all her practices ; And that is well. Leofwin. I saw her even now : She hath not left us. Harold. Nought of Morcar then ? 1 30 Harold, [act GURTH. Nor seen, nor heard ; thine, WiUiam's or his own As wind blows, or tide flows : beHke he watches, If this war-storm in one of its rough rolls Wash up that old crown of Northumberland. Harold. I married her for Morcar— a sin against The truth of love. Evil for good, it seems. Is oft as childless of the good as evil For evil. Leofwin. Good for good hath borne at times A bastard false as William. Harold. Ay, if Wisdom Pair'd not with Good. But I am somewhat worn, A snatch of sleep were like the peace of God. Gurth, Leofwin, go once more about the hill — What did the dead man call it — Sanguelac, The lake of blood ? Leofwin. A lake that dips in William As well as Harold. SCENE I.] Harold. 131 Harold. Like enough. I have seen The trenches dug, the palisades uprear'd And wattled thick with ash and willow-wands ; Yea, wrought at them myself. Go round once more ; See all be sound and whole. No Norman horse Can shatter England, standing shield by shield ; Tell that again to all. GURTH. I will, good brother. Harold. Our guardsman hath but toil'd his hand and foot, I hand, foot, heart and head. Some wine ! (O fie pours wine into a goblet^ which he hands to Harold.) Too much ! What ? we must use our battle-axe to-day. Our guardsmen have slept well, since we came in ? Leofwin. Ay, slept and snored. Your second-sighted man That scared the dying conscience of the king, Misheard their snores for groans. They are up again And chanting that old song of Brunanburg Where England conquer'd. K 2 132 Harold, [act v. What is he doing ? Harold. That is well. The Norman, Leofwin. Praying for Normandy ; Our scouts have heard the tinkle of their bells. Harold. And our old songs are prayers for England too! But by all Saints— Leofwin. Barring the Norman ! Harold. Nay, Were the great trumpet blowing doomsday dawn, I needs must rest. Call when the Norman moves — \Exeunt all, but Harold. No horse — thousands of horses — our shield wall — Wall — break it not — break not — break — {Sleeps, Vision of Edward. Son Harold, I thy king, who came before To tell thee thou should'st win at Stamford-bridge SCENE I.] Harold. 133 Come yet once more, from where I am at peace, Because I loved thee in my mortal day, To tell thee thou shalt die on Senlac hill — Sanguelac ! Vision of Wulfnoth. brother, from my ghastly oubliette 1 send my voice across the narrow seas — No more, no more, dear brother, nevermore — Sanguelac ! Vision of Tostig. brother, most unbrotherlike to me. Thou gavest thy voice against me in my life, 1 give my voice against thee from the grave — Sanguelac ! Vision of Norman Saints. O hapless Harold ! King but for an hour ! Thou swarest falsely by our blessed bones, We give our voice against thee out of heaven ! Sanguelac ! Sanguelac ! The arrow ! the arrow ! Harold {starting up, hattle-axe in ha?id). Away ! My battle-axe against your voices. Peace ! The king's last word — ' the arrow ! ' I shall die — 134 Harold. [act v. I die for England then, who lived for England — What nobler? men must die. I cannot fall into a falser world — I have done no man wnrong. Tostig, poor brother. Art thoic so anger d ? Fain had I kept thine earldom in thy hands Save for thy wild and violent will that wrench' d All hearts of freemen from thee. I could do No other than this way advise the king Against the race of Godwin. Is it possible That mortal men should bear their earthly heats Into yon bloodless world, and threaten us thence Unschool'd of Death ? Thus then thou art revenged — I left our England naked to the South To meet thee in the North. The Norseman's raid Hath helpt the Norman, and the race of Godwin Hath ruin'd Godwin. No — our waking thoughts Suffer a stormless shipwreck in the pools Of sullen slumber, and arise again Disjointed : only dreams — where mine own self Takes part against myself ! Why ? for a spark Of self-disdain born in me when I sware Falsely to him, the falser Norman, over His gilded ark of mummy-saints, by whom I knew not that I sware, — not for myself — For England — yet not wholly — SCENE I.] Harold, 135 {Enter Edith.) Edith, Edith, Get thou into thy cloister as the king Will'd it : be safe : the perjury-mongering Count Hath made too good an use of Holy Church To break her close ! There the great God of truth Fill all thine hours with peace ! — A lying devil Hath haunted me — mine oath — my wife — I fain Had made my marriage not a lie ; I could not : Thou art my bride ! and thou in after years Praying perchance for this poor soul of mine In cold, white cells beneath an icy moon — This memory to thee! — and this to England, My legacy of war against the Pope From child to child, from Pope to Pope, from age to age, Till the sea wash her level with her shores. Or till the Pope be Christ's. Enter Aldwyth. Aldwyth {to Edith). Away from him ! Edith. I will ... I have not spoken to the king One word ; and one I must. Farewell ! [^Gotng, 136 Harold, [act v, Harold. Not yet. Stay. Edith. To what use ? Harold. The king commands thee, woman ! {To Aldwyth.) Have thy two brethren sent their forces in % Aldwyth. Nay, I fear, not. Harold. Then there's no force in thee ! Thou didst possess thyself of Edward's ear To part me from the woman that I loved ! Thou didst arouse the fierce Northumbrians ! Thou hast been false to England and to me ! — As ... in some sort ... I have been false to thee. Leave me. No more — Pardon on both sides — Go ! Aldwyth. Alas, my lord, I loved thee. SCENE I.] Harold, 137 Harold {bitterly). With a love Passing thy love for Griffyth ! wherefore now Obey my first and last commandment Go ! Aldwyth. Harold ! husband ! Shall we meet again ? Harold. After the battle— after the batde. Go. Aldwyth. 1 go. {Aside.) That I could stab her standing there ! [^Exit Aldwyth. Edith. Alas, my lord, she loved thee. Harold. Never ! never ! Edith. I saw it in her eyes ! Harold. I see it in thine. And not on thee — nor England — fall God's doom ! 138 Harold. [act v. Edith. On thee ? on me. And thou art England ! Alfred Was England. Ethelred was nothing. England Is but her king, and thou art Harold ! Harold. Edith, The sign in heaven — the sudden blast at sea — My fatal oath — the dead Saints — the dark dreams — The Pope's Anathema— the Holy Rood That bow'd to me at Waltham — Edith, if I, the last English King of England — Edith. No, First of a line that coming from the people, And chosen by the people — PIarold. And fighting for And dying for the people — Edith. Living ! living ! SCENE I.] Harold, 139 Harold. Yea so, good cheer ! thou art Harold, I am Edith ! Look not thus wan ! Edith. What matters how I look ? Have we not broken Wales and Norseland ? slain, Whose life was all one battle, incarnate war, Their giant-king, a mightier man-in-arms Than William. Harold. Ay, my girl, no tricks in him — No bastard he ! when all was lost, he yell'd. And bit his shield, and dash'd it on the ground, And swaying his two-handed sword about him. Two deaths at every swing, ran in upon us And died so, and I loved him as I hate This liar who made me liar. If Hate can kill, And Loathing vrield a Saxon battle-axe — Edith. Waste not thy might before the battle ! Harold. No, And thou must hence. Stigand will see thee safe. 140 Hai'old. [act v. And so — Farewell. \^He is going, hut turns back. The ring thou darest not wear, I have had it fashion'd, see, to meet my hand. [Harold shows the ring which is on his finger. Farewell ! \He is going, hit turns back a^ain, I am dead as Death this day to ought of earth's Save William's death or mine. Edith. Thy death !— to-day I Is it not thy birthday ? Harold. Ay, that happy day ! A birthday welcome ! happy days and many ! One — this! [They embrace. Look, I will bear thy blessing into the battle And front the doom of God. Norman cries [heard in the distance). Ha Rou ! Ha Rou ! E7tter GuRTH. Gurth. The Norman moves ! SCENE I.] Harold. 141 Harold. Harold and Holy Cross ! \Exeunt Harold and Gurth. Enter Stigand. Stigand. Our Church in arms — the lamb the lion — not Spear into pruning-hook — the counter way — Cowl, helm ; and crozier, battle-axe. Abbot Alfwig, Leofric, and all the monks of Peterboro* Strike for the king ; but I, old wretch, old Stigand, With hands too limp to brandish iron — and yet I have a power — would Harold ask me for it- - I have a power. Edith. What power, holy father ? Stigand. Power now from Harold to command thee hence And see thee safe from Senlac. Edith. I remain ! Stigand. Yea, so will I, daughter, until I find 142 Harold, [act v, Which way the battle balance. I can see it From where we stand : and, live or die, I would I were among them ! C AN oi<^s from Waltham (singhig withoiiC), Salva patriam Sancte Pater, Salva Fili, Salva Spiritus, Salva patriam, Sancta Mater. ^' Edith. Are those the blessed angels quiring, father ? Stigand. No, daughter, but the canons out of Waltham, The king's foundation, that have follow'd him. Edith. O God of battles, make their wall of shields Firm as thy cliffs, strengthen their palisades ! What is that whirring sound ? * The a throughout these hymns should be sounded broad, as in * father.' SCENE I.] Harold, 143 Stigand. The Norman arrow ! Edith. Look out upon the battle — is he safe ? Stigand. The king of England stands between his banners. He glitters on the crowning of the hill. God save king Harold ! Edith. — chosen by his people And fighting for his people ! Stigand. There is one Come as Goliath came of yore — he flings His brand in air and catches it again, He is chanting some old warsong. Edith. And no David To meet him? 144 Harold, [act v. Stigand. Ay, there springs a Saxon on him, Falls — and another falls. Edith. Have mercy on us ! Stigand. Lo ! our good Gurth hath smitten him to the death. V Edith. So perish all the enemies of Harold ! Canons {singing), Hostis in Angliam Ruit praedator, Illorum, Domine, Scutum scindatur ! Hostis per Angliae Plagas bacchatur ; Casa crematur, Pastor fugatur Grex trucidatur — SCENE I.] Harold, 145 Stigand. Illos trucida, Domine. Edith. Ay, good father. Canons {singing), Illorum scelera Poena sequatur ! English cries. Harold and Holy Cross ! Out ! out ! Stigand. Our javelins Answer their arrows. All the Norman foot Are storming up the hill. The range of knights Sit, each a statue on his horse, and wait. English cries. Harold and God Almighty ! Norman cries. Ha Rou ! Ha Rou ! 146 Harola, [act v. Canons {singing). Eques cum pedite Praepediatur ! Illorum in lacrymas Cruor fundatur ! Pereant, pereant, Anglia precatur. Look, daughter, look. Stigand. Edith. Nay, father, look for me I Stigand. Our axes lighten with a single flash About the summit of the hill, and heads And arms are sliver'd oif and splintered by Their lightning — and they fly — the Norman flies. Edith. Stigand, O father, have we won the day ? Stigand. No, daughter, no — they fall behind the horse — SCENE I. J Harold. 147 Their horse are thronging to the barricades ; I see the gonfanon of Holy Peter Floating above their helmets — ha ! he is down ! Edith. He down ! Who down ? Stigand. The Norman Count is down. Edith. So perish all the enemies of England ! Stigand. No, no, he hath risen again— he bares his face — Shouts something — he points onward — all their horse Swallow the hill locust-like, swarming up. Edith. O God of battles, make his battle-axe keen As thine own sharp-dividing justice, heavy As thine own bolts that fall on crimeful heads Charged with the weight of heaven wherefrom they fall! L 2 148 Harold, [act v. Canons {singing), Jacta tonitrua Deus bellator ! Surgas e tenebris, Sis vindicator ! . Fulmina, fulmina Deus vastator! Edith. O God of battles, they are three to one, Make thou one man as three to roll them down ! Canons {singing). Equus cum equite Dejiciatur ! Acies, Acies Prona sternatur ! Illorum lanceas Frange Creator ! Stigand. Yea, yea, for how their lances snap and shiver Against the shifting blaze of Harold's axe ! War-woodman of old Woden, how he fells The mortal copse of faces ! There ! And there ! The horse and horseman cannot meet the shield. SCENE I.J Harold. 149 The blow that brains the horseman cleaves the horse, The horse and horseman roll along the hill, They fly once more, they fly, the Norman flies ! Equus cum equite Prsecipitatur. Edith. O God, the God of truth hath heard my cry. Follow them, follow them, drive them to the sea ! Illorum scelera Poena sequatur ! Stigand. Truth ! no ; a lie ; a trick, a Norman trick ! They turn on the pursuer, horse against foot. They murder all that follow. Edith. Have mercy on us ! Stigand. Hot-headed fools — to burst the wall of shields ! They have broken the commandment of the king 1 Edith. His oath was broken — O holy Norman Saints, 150 Harold. [act v. Ye that are now of heaven, and see beyond Your Norman shrines, pardon it, pardon it, That he forsware himself for all he loved, Me, me and all ! Look out upon the battle 1 Stigand. They thunder again upon the barricades. My sight is eaglfe, but the strife so thick — This is the hottest of it : hold, ash ! hold, willow ! English cries. Out, out 1 Norman cries. Ha Rou ! Stigand. Ha ! Gurth hath leapt upon him And slain him : he hath fallen. Edith. And I am heard. Glory to God in the Highest ! fallen, fallen ! Stigand. No, no, his horse — he mounts another — wields SCENE I.] Harold, 151 His war-club, dashes it on Gurth, and Gurth, Our noble Gurth, is down ! Edith. Have mercy on us ! Stigand. And Leofwin is down ! Edith. Have mercy on us ! Thou that knowest, let not my strong prayer Be weaken'd in thy sight, because I love The husband of another ! Norman cries. Ha Rou ! Ha Rou ! Edith. 1 do not hear our English war-cry. Stigand. Edith. Look out upon the battle — is he safe ? No. 152 Harold, [act v. Stigand. He stands between the banners with the dead So piled about him he can hardly move. Edith (takes up the war-cry). Out ! out ! Norman cries. Ha Rou ! Edith {cries out), Harold and Holy Cross ! Norman cries. Ha Rou ! Ha Rou ! Edith. What is that whirring sound ? Stigand. The Norman sends his arrows up to Heaven, They fall on those within the palisade ! Edith. Look out upon the hill — is Harold there ? Stigand. Sanguelac — Sanguelac — the arrow — the arrow ! — away ! SCENE II.] Harold, 15^ SCENE II.— FIELD OF THE DEAD. NIGHT. Aldwyth a72d Edith. Aldwyth. Edith, art thou here ? O Harold, Harold — Our Harold — we shall never see him more. Edith. For there was more than sister in my kiss. And so the saints were wroth. I cannot love them, For they are Norman saints — and yet I should — They- are so much holier than their harlot's son With whom they play'd their game against the king ! Aldwyth. The king is slain, the kingdom overthrown ! Edith. No matter ! Aldwyth. How no matter, Harold slain ? — 1 cannot find his body. O help me thou ! 154 Harold, [act O Edith, if I ever wrought against thee, Forgive me thou, and help me here ! No matter ! Edith. Aldwyth. Not help me, nor forgive me ? Edith. So thou saidest. Aldwyth. I say it now, forgive me ! Edith. Cross me not ! I am seeking one who wedded me in secret. Whisper ! God's angels only know it. Ha ! What art thou doing here among the dead ? They are stripping the dead bodies naked yonder. And thou art come to rob them of their rings ! Aldwyth. O Edith, Edith, I have lost both crown And husband. SCENE il] Harold. 155 Edith. So have I. Aldwyth. I tell thee, girl, I am seeking my dead Harold. Edith. And I mine ! The Holy Father strangled him with a hair Of Peter, and his brother Tostig helpt ; The wicked sister clapt her hands and laugh'd ; Then all the dead fell on him. Aldwyth. Edith, Edith— Edith. What was he like, this husband ? like to thee ? Call not for help from me. I knew him not. He lies not here : not close beside the standard. Here fell the truest, manliest hearts of England. Go further hence and find him. Aldwyth. She is crazed ! 156 Harold. [act v. Edith. That doth not matter either. Lower the light. He must be here. Enter two Canons, Osgod and Athelric, with torches. They turn over the dead bodies and examine the?n as they pass. Osgod. I think. that this is Thurkill. Athelric. More likely Godric. Osgod. I am sure this body Is Alfwig, the king's uncle. Athelric So it is ! No, no — ^brave Gurth, one gash from brow to knee ! Osgod. And here is Leofvvin. Edith. And here is He! SCENE II ] Harold, 157 Aldwyth. Harold ? Oh no — nay, if it were — my God, They have so maim'd and murder'd all his face There is no man can swear to him. Edith. But one woman ! Look you, we never mean to part again. I have found him, I am happy. Was there not someone ask*d me for forgiveness ? I yield it freely, being the true wife Of this dead King, who never bore revenge. Enter Count William and William Malet. William. Who be these women ? And what body is this ? Edith. Harold, thy better ! William. Ay, and what art thou ? Edith. His wife ! 158 Harold. [act v. Malet. Not true, my girl, here is the Queen ! [Pointing out Aldwyth. William {to Aldwyth). Wast thou his Queen ? Aldwyth. I was the Queen of Wales. William. Why then of England. Madam, fear us not. {To Malet.) Knowest thou this other ? Malet. When I visited England, Some held she was his wife in secret — some — Well — some believed she was his paramour. Edith. Norman, thou liest ! liars all of you, Your Saints and all ! / am his wife ! and she — For look, our marriage ring ! \She draws it off the finger of Harold. I lost it somehow — SCENE ii-l Harold. 159 I lost it, playing with it when I was wild. That bred the doubt ! but I am wiser now . . . I am too wise . . . Will none among you all Bear me true witness — only for this once — That I have found it here again ? \Sheputs it on. And thou, Thy wife am I for ever and evermore. \Falls on the body and dies. William. Death ! — and enough of death for this one day, The day of St. Calixtus, and the day, My day, when I was bom. Malet. And this dead king's, Who, king or not, hath kinglike fought and fallen, His birthday, too. It seems but yester-even I held it with him in his English halls, His day, with all his rooftree ringing ' Harold,' Before he fell into the snare of Guy ; When all men counted Harold would be king, And Harold was most happy. William. Thou art half English. i6o Harold. [act v. Take them away ! Malet, I vow to build a church to God Here on this hill of battle ; let our high altar Stand where their standard fell . . . where these two lie. Take them away, I do not love to see them. Pluck the dead woman off the dead man, Malet ! Malet. Faster than ivy. Must I hack her arms off? How shall I part them ? William. Leave them. Let them be ! Bury him and his paramour together. He that was false in oath to me, it seems Was false to his own wife. We will not give him A Christian burial : yet he was a warrior, And wise, yea truthful, till that blighted vow Which God avenged to-day. Wrap them together in a purple cloak And lay them both upon the waste sea-shore At Hastings, there to guard the land for which He did forswear himself — a warrior — ay. And but that Holy Peter fought for us. And that the false Northumbrian held aloof, And save for that chance arrow which the Saints SCENE II.] Harold. i6i Sharpened and sent against him — who can tell ? — Three horses had I slain beneath me : twice I thought that all was lost. Since I knew battle, And that was from my boyhood, never yet — No, by the splendour of God — have I fought men Like Harold and his brethren, and his guard Of English. Every man about his king Fell where he stood. They loved him : and, pray God My Normans may but move as true with me To the door of death. 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