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 BY JOHN WILLIAM CALCRAFT. 
 
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 (Cflstumt. — [CuiDE OF Lammermoor.] 
 
 SIR WILLIA^M.— Grave looking suit of the time of 
 
 Queen Anne. 
 COLONEL ASHTON.— Richly embroidered military 
 
 uniform of that period. 
 HENRY ASHTON, (a Boy of 14.)— This dress must he 
 
 fanciful. 
 RAVENSWOOD.— Black mourning dress of the time of 
 
 Queene Anne, with high boots and spurs. Large 
 
 nrourning cloak for First Scene. 
 
 BUCKLAW.— Plain country Squire of 1700. Second: 
 Richly embroidered full dress. 
 
 CRAIGENGELT.— Similar to Gibbet in the 'Beaux 
 Stratagem,' very shabby. Second: Gaudily embroi- 
 dered military dress. 
 
 CALEB. — Red breeches, tartan M'aistcoat, worsted 
 stockings, night caj) — all very much worn, mended 
 and patched. Second: Heavy old fashioned livery 
 coat and waistcoat, much worn. 
 
 RANDOLPH. — Clergyman's gown and bands. 
 
 LOCKHART.— Plain dark dress. 
 
 NORMAN AND FORESTERS.— Green hunting dresses 
 and carbines. 
 
 LADY ASHTON.— Traveling dress. Second : Full even- 
 ing dress of 1700. 
 
 LUCY ASHTON.— Plain silk or satin, with plaid scarf. 
 Second: Bridal dress. 
 
 iLICE GRAY. — Plain mourning dress of a peasant's 
 widow.
 
 THE BRIDE OF LAMMERMOOR 
 
 ACT I. 
 
 SCENE I. — A Gothic Library in Ravejiswood Castle. 
 Enter Sir William Ashton, IjOckhakt following, r. 
 
 Sir W. JMy orders, sir. were positive ; and, if the young 
 Master of Ilavenswood dared oppose, force should have 
 compelled obedience. 
 
 Lock. It was impossible, my lord, to execute your or- 
 ders, surrounded as we were by ail the kinsmen of tha 
 family : the Master drew his sword, and tlireatened the 
 clergyman with personal violence unless he proceeded with 
 the ceremony. 
 
 Sir W. Did the rest second this resolution ? 
 
 Lock. All, my lord : an hundred weapons were dis- 
 played in an instant, and young Edgar, e.xclaiming he knew 
 well from whom this blow proceeded, uttered the most 
 contemptuous expressions against you, and the authority 
 you are invested with. We were compelled to leave the 
 chapel, happy to escape witli our lives. 
 
 Sir W. i can scarcely commend your prudence, sir. 
 The consequences may be more important than you are 
 aware of. Leave me. \_Exit Lock/iari, r.] Young Ra- 
 venswood is now completely in my grasp, and he shall 
 either bend or break. Tiiis boy — this hare-brained fool- 
 has wrecked his vessel before siie has cleared the harbour. 
 But I would not touch his life, even though it should be 
 in my power. Yet, if he live till a change of times, what 
 follows ? Restitution : perliaps revenge. 
 
 Enter Lucy Ashton', l. 
 
 Lucy. My father here ! I fear I have disturbed you, 
 sir; 1 did not know you were in the library. 
 
 Sir W. My sweet Lucy, your presence is alwayi weU 
 come.
 
 10 tHE eniCE OF LAMMERMOOR. f ACT I. 
 
 Lucy. Nay, nay. dear father, 'tis your kindness induces 
 you to say so. But, since I have intrudt;d upon you, I 
 have a r(.;quest to make, if you are nut occupied ia mat- 
 ters of Wri()ortance. 
 
 Sir W. Name it, Lucy. 
 
 Lucy. You know, my dear sir, I have lonsj wished to 
 conduct you to the residence of old Alice. 'Tis si^arcc ly 
 live minuttes' walk from the castle, and the day is fine ;— 
 will you now gratify me ? 
 
 Sir W. 1 confess you have raised my curiosity. We 
 will go immediately. [Exeunt, h, 
 
 SCENE ll.—The Mermaidcn's Well, Cut and Back 
 Woods. 
 
 £n/er Edgar Ravenswood in a shooting -dress, with a 
 gun in his hand, L. u. e. 
 
 Rav. For the last time, ere fortune drives me from my 
 native land, I come to seek the spoiler of my l-.ouse Na. 
 ture recoils from shedding blood ; yet, as I wander through 
 these lofty woods, which once were mine, in every breeze 
 I hear a voice, which echoes back the feelings of my heart. 
 The demon of revenge has planted scorpioiu here ; and 
 from the grave my father's spirit cries for retribution. \_A 
 shriek without, r. u. e.] Ila ! [Looking off, r. u. e.] 
 ■what do I behold ? a savage bull pursues the ohject of my 
 hate, who struggles to supjiort a fainting female. One 
 instant, and inevitable death awaits them. Can 1 look on, 
 and leave them to this cruel fate, yet have the power to 
 save ? Away 1 away 1 A moment's hesitation would dis- 
 grace the name of man. 
 
 [Rushes out, R. u. E. A shot is fired without, and 
 Ravenswood returns, l/earirig Lucy senseless in 
 his arms. He places her on a dank near the well, 
 and kneels beside he) — she recovers slowly. 
 
 Lucy. [Looking ivildly around.] My father 1 my fa- 
 ther ! 
 
 Rav. Sir William is perfectly safe, madam. He is gone 
 for further assistance, and will be here instantly. 
 
 Lucy. Oh ! sir, are you certain he is sate ? The savage 
 animal was close by us. Do not stop me; I must go and 
 seek my father. [She is fainting , Ravenswood supports her. 
 
 Rav. Do not make yourself uneasy on his account. 
 Fate kas singularly preserved him. I must now leave you.
 
 SCENE II.] THE BRIDE OF LAMMERMOOR. H 
 
 madam, and under the protection of those to whom it is 
 possible you may this day have been a guardian angel. 
 
 [Guilty, L. 
 
 Lucy. Yet stay till my father, the Lord Keejier, comes : 
 only permit him to offer his thaiilis, and to inquire your 
 name. 
 
 Rav. It is unnecessary to mention my name. Your 
 fatiier — I would rather say. Sir William Ashton — will 
 leain it soon enough for all tiie pleasure it is likely to 
 afford him. 
 
 Lucy. You mistake him. He will be grateful, for my 
 sake and for his owii. You do not know my father, or you 
 are deceiving me with a story of his safety, when he has 
 fallen a victim to the fury of tiiat animal. 
 
 Rav. On the word of a gentleman, madam, I tell you 
 the trutli. Your father is in perfect safety. 
 
 Lucy. [Taking his arm.'] Oli ! if you be a gentleman ; 
 if you be a man, as>i5t me to find my father. You shall 
 not leave me, you shall go with me. He is dying perhaps, 
 while we are talking here. 
 
 Enter Sir William Ashton, Nokman, and two Fores- 
 ters, R. Norman and Foresters go up, L. 
 
 Sir W. [As he enters.'] My child ! my child ! 
 
 Lucy. My dear, dear father ! [Runs and embraces him. 
 
 Sir W. My dear, dear Lucy, are you safe } Are you 
 well ? 
 
 Lucy. I am quite well, sir, and still more that I see you 
 so. But tiiis gentleman, what must he think of me ? 
 
 Sir IV. [Crossing to Edgar.] This gentleman will, I 
 trust, not regret tlie trouble we have given him, when I 
 assure him of the Lord Keeper's eternal gratitude for the 
 greatest service which one man ever rendered to another. 
 For the life of my child, for my own life, wiiich he has 
 saved by his bravery and presence of mind, he will, I am 
 sure, permit us to request 
 
 Rav. Request nothing of me, my lord ; I am the Mas- 
 ter of Ravenswond I [Ej:it, L. 
 
 Sir W. The Master of Ravenswood 1 Hasten after him I 
 Stop him I Beg iiini to speak to me for a single moment. 
 [Exeunt Norman and two Foresters, i.. 
 My life preserved by the very man I have been warned 
 against — whom 1 regarded as my bitterest enemy 1 My 
 daughter's, too 1
 
 Xa THE BRIDE OF LA.MMERMOOB. [^ACT 1. 
 
 Re-enter Torman, l. 
 
 Sir W. Well, sir ? 
 
 Nur. He jiuc said, he wadna' come back, my lord. 
 
 Sir W. tie said something more, sir, and 1 insist on 
 knowing wliac it was. 
 
 Nor. Why then, my lord, he said — but it wad be nae 
 pleasure to your lordsnip to hear it — and 1 dare say the 
 Mastjr meant nae ill. 
 
 Sir W. That's none of your concern, sir : I desire to 
 bcsr tiie very words. 
 
 N'tr. Well turn, my lord, he said, tell Sir William Ash- 
 ton tnat tiie neist time he and 1 foresjatner, he will not be 
 half sae blytne of our mettin^ as of our parting. 
 
 Sir W. Very well, sir. 1 believe he alluues to a wager 
 we have on our hawi<s. It's a matter of no consequence. 
 Retire — [Norman retires up, crossing vjith the ot/ter two 
 Foresters to r. s. e.] — and attend us to the castle. How 
 shall 1 act? Tne man wlio saved my life rejects my 
 thanks, and shuns me as his mortal enemy ! 1 liave tlie 
 power to serve him ; and honour, gratitude, demand I 
 should exert it. It siiall be SO. Lucy, my love, we must 
 notsuflV.r our preserver thus to leave us. 
 
 Lucy. Oh '. my dear father. Heaven seems to inter-, 
 pose this accident to end our ancient feuds ; and since V.i, 
 to whom we are so deejily indebted, regards us with here- 
 ditary hatred, let us ii.-.e superior to tne dictates of mis- 
 taken ])i'lde, seek him in his own dwelling, brave his re- 
 sentment, root out long-cherisiied enmity, nor leave him, 
 till, by perseverance, we have won his friendship, and 
 changed suspicion and mistrust for lasting confidence. 
 
 \_Exeunt, R. 
 
 SCENE III.— A Room in a Villaye Inn. called the Tod's 
 Den — a Lamp on the Table. 
 
 BucKLAW and Craigkngei.t discovered, seated back to 
 back, their le^s stretched on stools. 
 
 Btick. W^hat the foul liend can have detained the Mas- 
 ter so long! He must have miscarried in his enterprise. 
 Why did you dissuade me from going with him ? 
 
 Craig. One man is enough to right his own wrong. We 
 venture our lives for him in coming thus far on such an 
 errand. 
 
 Buck. You are but a craven, after all, Craisrpnaelt ; and 
 that's v.iifii liiaiiv fulk have tliought of you before now.
 
 8CKNE III.] THE BRIDE OP LAMMERMOOR. 13 
 
 Craig. But what no one has dared to tell me — [Lays 
 his hand on his swur(l\ — and, but that I liold u liaacy luaa 
 no belter tlian a fool, i would 
 
 Duck. Would you ? and wiiy don't you, then ? 
 
 Craiy. Because there's a deeper stake than the lives of 
 twenty hare-brained gowks like you. 
 
 Buck. But what do you mean to do with this poor fel- 
 low, Kavenswood ? He Has no money left, any more than I. 
 
 Craiff. Content yourself, Bucklaw ! 1 know my busi- 
 ness. He has parts and address, as well as courage and 
 talenrs, and wiil present himself abroad, like a youn^ fel- 
 low of head as well as heart, who knows soraethiu^ more 
 than the sjieed of a horse and tiie fliijht of a hawk. 
 
 Buck, And yet isn't wise enous,Mi to escape the tricks of 
 a kidnapper, (jrai^ie ! \_Ci'aiyengelt assianes an air nf in- 
 dignatiDii, and puts his hand on his sword-uili .] Hut 
 don't be aiii;ry ; you know you won't fight, so juat leave 
 your hilt alone, and tell me hovr you drew him into yuur 
 confidence. 
 
 Craig. Simply, by flattering his love of vengeance. He 
 is now gone to expostulate, as he says, and perhaps tiiinks, 
 with Sir William ^shton. I say, if they meet, ten to one 
 but the Master kills him. Scotland will be too hot to 
 hold iiira. France will i;ain him, and we shall all set sail in 
 the French brig L'Espoir, which is hovering for us utT 
 Eyemouth. [Both rise and conip forward. 
 
 Buck. Content, say I; and if carrying the Masier with 
 lis will ensure us a better reception, I hope he will shoot 
 the Lord Keeper before he returns. I doubt our own 
 merits will get us but slender preferment. But stay, he 
 comes ; 1 hear a horse's feet. 
 
 Craig. [Crossing io R.] Are you sure there is only one ? 
 I fear there is a cnase. 1 think 1 hear three or four gal- 
 loping together. 1 am sure I hear more than one. 
 
 [Crosses to r,. 
 
 Buck. [Shps Craigengelt on the shoulder, who starts 
 over to L. comer.] Pooh, pooh, man ! it's only the wench 
 of tiie house clattering to the well in her pattens. Why, 
 you're more easily scared than a wild goose. 
 
 Craig. Eh ? what ! [Affecting to draw his sword. 
 
 Buck. Leave it alone, Craigie ! You won't, you know. 
 [Craigengelt crosses sulkily to i..] But here comes Ra- 
 venswood alone, and looking as gloomy as a night in No- 
 vember 1
 
 14 THE BRIDE OF LAMMERMOOR. [aCT I. 
 
 Enter Ravenswood, r. He goes to the table and sits 
 
 'Craig. Well, what has happened ? What have you done ? 
 Rav. Nothing. 
 
 Craig. Nochiiig! and left us determined to call the old 
 villaia to account for all the injuiies you, we, and the 
 whole country have received ! Have you seen liiui ? 
 Rav. I have. 
 
 Buck. Seen him ! and come away without settling 
 scores wliicn have been so long due ? I should not have 
 expected tnat at your liand, Master? 
 
 Rav. ISo matter what you expt-cted, sir. It is not to 
 you 1 shall be disposed to accouuc for my conduct. [_Rises 
 and comes down, R. 
 
 Craig. Patience, Bucklaw. The Master has been inter- 
 rupted by some accident — [^Swaggering up to Ravens- 
 wood] — but he will excuse the anxiety ot friends. 
 
 Rav. Friends 1 Captain Craigengelt — [Craigengelt re- 
 treats to I,.] — I think our frieiulsnip amounts to tins ; that 
 I agreed to leave Scotland with you as soon as I had visited 
 the mansion of my fathers, auu bad an interview with its 
 present possessor. 
 
 Ruck. Very true, Master; and, as we thought you had 
 a mind to do something to put your neck in jeopardy, we 
 agreed to tarry lor you, though ours might run some risk 
 in consequence. As to Craigie, it does not mucli signify: 
 be had gallows written on Ins brow, in the hour of his 
 birth. [Craigengelt puts lii> hand on his sword,] Non- 
 sense, Craigie, you won't fight, you know ; but I should 
 not like to discredit my parentage by coming to such an 
 end. and in another man's causs, too. 
 
 Rav. Gentlemen, if 1 iiave (icrasioned you any inconve- 
 nience, 1 am heartily sorry ; V'lt, respecting my own 
 affairs. I shall judge for myself, and am determined not to 
 leave the country this season. 
 
 Buck. Not leave the country ! [Ones vp angrily, c. 
 
 Craig. [Bombastically .1 Not leave the country ! after 
 all the trouble and expense 1 have incurred ? 
 
 Rav. Sir, I repeal, for the trouble yc w have had on my 
 account, 1 thank you ; the exfiense you have been put to 
 admits of a more solid compensaUDn. 'ake my pur^e, 
 and pay yourself according to your own conscience. 
 
 [Thi-ows his purse on the table j Cruigengelt it 
 going to take it. 
 Buck. [Coming down Ijclween them behind the tabit,
 
 SCENE IV.] THE BRIDE OF LAM3/EUM00R. 15 
 
 which he strikes with his sword, c] Your fingers, Crai- 
 gie, seem to itcii for tiiac same piece of green net-work ; 
 but 1 make my vow to lieaveii, that, if tliey offer to close 
 upon it, I'll chop tliein oti" with my whinger. Since the 
 Master has ciianged his mind, 1 suppose we need stay here 
 no longer; but, in tiie first place, 1 beg leave to tell liira — 
 
 Craig. Tell him anything you will, but allow me first to 
 State ttie difticulty of an introduction at Versailles, with- 
 out the countenance of those wuo have established useful 
 connexions. 
 
 Ruck. Besides forfeiting the friendship of at least cne 
 man of spirit and honour. 
 
 Rav. Gentlemen, permit me once more to assure you, 
 that you have been pleased to attach to our temporary 
 connexion more importance than 1 ever meant it should 
 have. When I re{)air to foreign courts, I shall not need 
 the introduction of an intriguing adventurer, nor is it 
 necessary for me to set value on the fiienasuip of a hot- 
 headed buliy. \_Exit, R. 
 
 Craig. Morblieu ! my recruit is lost I 
 
 Buck. Ay, Craigie, the salmon is off with hook and all. 
 But I'll after him ; for I've iiad rather more of his inso- 
 lence than I can well digest. \_Going. 
 
 Craig. You had better let me go with you. 
 
 Buck. No, no, Craigie ; keep you the cheek of the 
 
 chimney-nook till I come buck. You know you are not a 
 
 lighting man; and remember the old proverb — • I''s good 
 
 sleeping in a hale skin.' [Exit rapidly, while speaking, r. 
 
 [^Craigeiigelt goes to R. after hint, recollects the 
 
 pume, tvhicU remains on the tabic, turns, takes it, 
 
 puts it in his pocket, and walks off, r. 
 
 SCENE IV.— ^ Glen in the neighbourhood of Wolf's 
 Crag. 2'he 2'ower, l. u. e. 
 
 Ravenswood discovered crossing from r. to l. slow/g, 
 his arms folded, and apparintly in deep med-tatwn. 
 Enter hvcm.A'W hastily, and out of breath, l. 
 
 Buck. Halt, sir ! As soon as I can spenk, I'll tell you 
 my purjiose. I am no political agent — no Captain Ciaig- 
 engell : lam Frank Hayston, of BuciUaw ; and no man 
 ever injures me by word, deed, sign, or look, but he must 
 render me an account of it- 
 
 Ear. This is all very well, sir ; but I have no quarrel 
 Willi \ou. and ue.-iie to iiave none. [CVoiic* to R,
 
 16 THE BRIDE OF LAMMEUMOOU. [^ACT 1. 
 
 Buck. Come, come, fine airs and wise saws shall not 
 carry u off thus. You termed me bully, and you shall re- 
 tract the word before we part. 
 
 Jiav. Scarcely, unless you show me better reasons for 
 believmg myself mistaken than you are now producing. 
 
 Buck. Draw, then. 1 always thousjht and said you 
 were a pretty man, and should be sorry to report you 
 otherwise. 
 
 Rav. You shall have no reason, sir. Defend yourself. 
 [They Jiu fit ; Bucklaw is disarmed and tltvutvnupon one 
 Anee.j Take your life, and mend it, if you can. 
 
 Buck. It would be but a cobbled piece of work, I fear. 
 But I tiiank you. Master, for my life. There's my hand. 
 I bear yuu no ill wHl. 
 
 Rav. [Takhi!/ his hand, after a pause."] Bucklaw, you 
 are a generous fellow, and 1 am convinced 1 have done 
 you wrong. 
 
 Buck. Are you indeed ? That's more than I expected ; 
 for men say you are not too ready to retract your opinions 
 or your lans;uai;e. 
 
 Rav. Not when I have well considered them. 
 
 Buck. Then you are little wiser than I am. I always 
 give my friend satisfaction first, and explanation after- 
 wards. 
 
 Rav. How is it, Bucklaw, you are so intimate with 
 Craigengelt, so much your inferior in birth and spirit .' 
 
 Buck. In pl.iin terms, because I am a fool, who have 
 gambled away my land, and been silly enouijh to put my 
 thumb under liis belt. 1 dare sav, by tiiis time, ne has 
 told a dozen pretty stories of me to the government, the 
 end of which will be, that I shall be made shorter by the 
 head ; and this is what 1 have got by wine, women, dice, 
 cocks, doijs. and horses. 
 
 Rav. True, Bucklaw. You have indeed nourished in 
 your bosom the snakes that are stinging you. 
 
 Buck. Well, well. I must petition for a lodging, the 
 remainder of the night, at Wolf's Crag. I fear discovery, 
 should I return to tiie inn, and — 
 
 Rav. The shelter of my roof you are welcome to. There 
 sits the only m.ile domestic that remains to the house of 
 Ravenswood ; and 'lis well he does remain, or we had 
 little hope to find liijht or fire. [Goes up to the gate, and 
 knocks loniUii several times.] Tlie old man must be de- 
 parted, or laileii into a fit, for tiie noise I have trade 
 would hrivc auaktir-d tiie seven slteiipis. (Knocks aufnu.
 
 SCENE I V.J THE bJlIDE OV LAMMEHMOOR. 17 
 
 The light dinappcars from the windoiv, and Caleb, with a 
 lamp III his hand, cati/ionsti/ opens a small casement over 
 the gale, and puis out his head, 
 
 Caleb. Wii:it's your wuli ? 
 
 Hav. Caleb ! 
 
 Caleb. Master, is't you ? 
 
 Rav. Yes, Caleb, 'tis I ; open the door quicklr. 
 
 Caleb. But is it you in very blood and body ? for I 
 would sooner face fifty devils than my maister's ghaist. or 
 even his wraith ; wlierefore, aroint ye, if ye were ten times 
 my master, unless ye come in bodily shape, lith and limb. 
 
 Rav. It is I, Caleb, in bodily shape and alive; save 
 that I was half dead with cold. 
 
 Caleb. Aweel. aweel, a moment's patience, while I un- 
 bar the gate. But are ye in truth men o' mould that de- 
 mand entrance at sic a time o' night .' \_Goes in. 
 
 Buck. If I were near you, you old blockhead, I'd give 
 you suffiaienl proof of my bodily condition. 
 
 Rao. Open the gate, Caleb. 
 
 Caleb slowly and cautiously opens the gate, and comes 
 out with the lamp in his hand, 
 
 Caleb. [Advancitig, I,.] Is it you, my dear master ? Is 
 it yoursel' indeed I And a strange geiulemati witij a — 
 ^Calling] — IMysie, Mysie, woman I Stir for dear life, 
 and get the fire mended ; tak' the auld three-lez'sred stool, 
 or ony thing that's readiest, that will mak' a lowe. I 
 doubt we are but puirly provided, no expecting you these 
 some montiis ; natheUss — 
 
 Rav. Natheless, Caleb, we must be accommodated the 
 best way you can. 1 hope you are not sorry to see me 
 sooner than expected ? 
 
 Caleb, oorry. my lord ! I am sure ye sail aye be my 
 lord wi' a' honest men. as your noble ancestors were three 
 hundred years ago. Sorry to see the Lord o' Ilavenswood. 
 at ane o' his ain castles. [To Mysie, tvithin.] Mysie, 
 kill the brood hen without tliinking twice on't ; let them 
 care tiiat come ahint. [Crossing to Bucklaw.] No that 
 it's our best dwelling, but just a place o' strength for the 
 Lord o' Ilavenswood to fiee until — that is, not to flee, but 
 to retreat until — in perilous times; but, for its antiquity, 
 maist folk liiink tiie outside of Wolf's Crag is worthy of a 
 larire perusal. 
 
 Rio. Anci you scc:>i determined we shall have time to 
 maivi; it, Caleo !
 
 18 THE BRIDK OF LAMMERMOOR. [aCT I. 
 
 Buck. Oh, never mind the outside of the bouse, nay 
 good friend ; let's see tlie inside, that's all. 
 
 Caleb. C)h, yes, sir — ay, sir — unquestionably, sir — my 
 lord, and ony o' his honourable coiupauious. Here, John I 
 Thomas! Saunders! William! 
 
 Rav. I think, Caleb, you had better trust to yourself, or 
 I see little chance of our being attended to at all. 
 
 Caleb. Whisht, sir ! For heaven's sake ! If ye dinna 
 regard your ain credit, think o' mine! We'll hae hard 
 eiieugh wark to make a decent night on't, tvi' all the lies 
 I c^n tell. 
 
 Rav. Silence, Caleb, and show us the way. 
 
 Caleb. Weel, weel ; it is no for the like o' me to dispute 
 your lionour's bidding; but the lamp is no fit— for the 
 credit o' the family, the siller candlesticks 1 
 
 Rav. Silence, Caleb, and proceed ! 
 
 \_Ea;eu}it into ike tower, L. u. B. 
 
 SCENE Y.—The Hall in Wolf's Crag. 
 
 Enter Cat-kb, showing in Ravbnswood and Buckla"W. 
 
 He places the lamp on the table, and exit, r. 
 
 Rai\ Comfort, Bucklaw, I cannot provide for you, fori 
 have it not for myself. Shelter and safety, I think I caa 
 promise. 
 
 Buck. Excellent things. Master; and with a mouthful 
 of food and wine, all I can require for the remainder of the 
 iiiyht. 
 
 Rav. I fear your repast will be a poor one. [They re- 
 tire lip, c. A noise heard without, R., between 
 Caleb and Mt/sie. 
 
 Enter Caleb and Mysie, r. 
 
 Caleb. Just make the best on't — make the best on't, 
 woman. It's easy to put a fair face on ony tiling. 
 
 Mysie. But the auld brood-hen ? She'll be as teugh as 
 bow-stiings and bend-leather. 
 
 Caleb. Say ye made a mistak' — say ye made a mistak', 
 Mysie! Tak' it a" on yoursel' ; never let the credit o' 
 the house suffer. 
 
 Mysie. But the brood-hen ? an' she sitting some gate 
 aneath the dais in the ither cliaumer ; and I am feared to 
 gang in the dark, for the bogle ; and there's no anitlier 
 light in the house, sjve thi.t blessed lamp whilk standi 
 upon the table.
 
 8CENB v.] THK BRIDE OF LAMMERMOOR. 19 
 
 Caleb. Weel, weel, Mysie, bide ye a wee, and I'll tr.y to 
 
 get the lamp wiled awa frae them. \^Ej:it Mf/me, R. 
 
 [Ravciiswood comes forivard, r. and Bucklaw, t,. 
 
 Rav. Well, Caleb, ray old fnend, is tiiere any chauce of 
 supper ? 
 
 Caleb. Chance of supper, your lordship ! How suld 
 there be any doubt o' that, and we in your lordship's 
 house! Chance o' supper, indeed! But ye'll no be tor 
 butcher meat. There's waltli o' fat poultry eitiier for spit 
 or brander. \_CaLlin(/.'] The fat capon, Mysie ! 
 
 Buck. Nay, nay, my good fiietid, if you have anything 
 cold, or a morsel of bread. 
 
 Caleb. [Crossing to Bucklaw.'] The best o' bannocks I 
 and for cauld meat, a' that we hae is cauld eneugh. 
 
 Rav. Come, Caleb, 1 must cut tliis matter short. This 
 is the young Laird of Buclilaw — he is under hiding, and 
 therefore, you know 
 
 Caleb. Oh, then he canna say muckle again our house- 
 keeping, for I believe his ain pinches may match ours; no 
 that we are pinclied. thank God! but nae doubt, waur aff Chan 
 we hae been, or suld be ; and for eating — [Aside.] What sig- 
 nifies a lie ; — tiiere's juse the hindt-r end of the mutton ham 
 that lias been but three times on the table, and tiie nearer 
 the bane the sweeter — as your honours weel ken — and 
 there's the heel o' the ewe-milk kebbuck, wi' a bit o' nice 
 butter, and — and — and that's a' tiiat's to trust to. 
 
 Buck. Never fear, my old friend, we'll do justice to it. 
 Get it ready. But, in the meantime, give me a drink of 
 your ale. 
 
 Caleb. Ale ! I wadna just now presume to recommend 
 our ale — the maut was ill made, and there was awfu' thun- 
 ner last week ; but siccan water as the tower well has ye'll 
 seldom see, and that I'll engage for. 
 
 Buck. [Turning aside.] D — n your water I 
 
 Caleb. It's a perfect cordial. 
 
 Buck. You may take it yourself, then ; but fetch me 
 some wine. 
 
 Caleb. [Aside.] I was jalousing this chiel was nae water 
 drinker. W'me I Eneugh o' wine — i: was but twa days 
 syne, waes me for tne cause I There never was lack o' 
 wine at Wolf's Crag. 
 
 Rav. Fetch us some, then, if you have any left, instead 
 of talking about it : but first light Mr. Bucklaw and myself 
 to the apartment he is to occupy — the secret chamber. 
 
 Caleb. The secret chaumer 1 [Crossing to c.
 
 20 THE BRIDE O't? LAMMERMOOU. [aCT II. 
 
 Buck. Nay, 'tis now too near day-break to tliink of 
 rest ; but 1 shall play the devil with Mr. Caleb's muttoa 
 Lam. 
 
 Caleb. [Aside.'] Will ye ? Then ye are a cleverer fel- 
 low than I tak' ye for, my man. [Crossing to r. and 
 taking the lam])] N\ eel, weel, your honour will excuse 
 all deficiencies o' furniture and bedding, for wha wad hae 
 thought o' the secret chaumer being needed? It has never 
 been used syne tlie time o' the Gowrie Conspiracy, and I 
 durst never let ony o' the women folk ken tlie entrance to 
 it, or your lionours will allow it wadna l)ae been a seciet 
 chaumer lang. [Exeunt Raveiiswood, Buckiaw and Caleb, R. 
 
 SND OF ACT I. 
 
 ACT II. 
 
 SCENE l.— The Hall in Wolf's Crag, a small SiooL 
 Thunder. 
 
 Enter Caleb, r. 
 
 Caleb. Praise be blessed, the Master is nae epicure, and 
 little will serve him ; but, as for Buckiaw, guiie save us, 
 but he'd eat a horse ahint the saddle : he has clean made 
 an end o' tlie mutton ham, and, in a' my contrivances, I 
 canna haud it out abune the day. 
 
 [A loud knocking at the gate; the storm continues. 
 
 Sir W. [Without, l.] Holloa ! 
 
 Caleb. Eh, wha hae we got here now ? [Looks out of 
 ihe ivindiju!.] Mercy on us ! a gentleman and a leddy. 
 What sail 1 do ? I darena let them in. [Knocking continued. 
 
 Enter Ravenswood, r. 
 
 Jlr.v. What is the matter, Caleb ? 
 
 Caleb. Matter, my lord! Here's stranger folk at the 
 gate ; but an tliey beat it down, they'll no get in to se9 
 how ill we are provided. 
 
 Rav. Open tne gate instantly, and admit them. 
 
 [Turns up, a. 
 
 Caleb, He's daft — he's cleaa daft — to think o' admit-
 
 SCBKB I.J TUE BRIDE OF LAMMERMOOR 21 
 
 ting lords and leddies, and nae sae muckle as a saut her- 
 ring in a' tlie house, Natheless, he maun be obeved. 
 
 [Exit. L. 
 Re-enier CALr.Ti, l., sJwiving in S*//* AVii.t.iam Ashton 
 and Lucy ; Sii' William in a large scarlet clcak and 
 slouched hat ; Lucy in a riding dress and mask. 
 
 Sir JV. The sudden storm has separated us from our 
 attendants at the hunt, and we bej; for slielcer till it is 
 over. 
 
 Caleb, (c.) Your honours are right welcome to Wolf's 
 Crag. But 1 crave pardon, for tliat a' the rest o' the 
 people are gone out to see the hunt. 
 
 Rav. [Coming forirard, R.] Silence, Balderstone ! 
 Your folly is unseasonable 1 
 
 \_Str William and Lucy retire a little up, L. 
 
 Caleb. [Aside.] He's d.ift — clean dafc -red wud and awa' 
 wi'r. But deil hae Caleb Balderstone, if the credit o' tiie fa- 
 mily shall suffer, though he were as mad as tlie teven wise 
 masters. Wi' your honour's permission, I'll serve up some 
 slight refection for the young leddy, and a glass o' tokay, 
 or a little hot whisky toddy. 
 
 Rav. Truce to this ill-timed foolery, and interrupt us 
 no more with your absurdities. 
 
 Caleb. [Crossing to v..] Your honour's pleasure is to be 
 obeyed abune a' tilings ; natheless, for tlie sack and tokay, 
 whicti it is not your noble guests' pleasure to accept • 
 
 Rav. Leave the room, Caleb. 
 
 Caleb. Assuredly, your honour. [E.cit, R. 
 
 [Sir William, c, Lucy, l., and Ravenswoud, r., 
 come forward. 
 
 Sir W. This, then, is the ancient castle of Wolf's 
 Crag. It was, as I have heard, one of the earliest posses- 
 sions of the noble family of llavenswood. 
 
 Rav. Ttieir earliest, and probably their latest, posses- 
 sion. I am tlie heir of that unfoitunate house ; and now, 
 methinks, it is time I should know wiio they aie who have 
 so higiilv honoured my poor habitation .' [Sir William 
 uncovers his face and takes off tiis hat ; Ravenswood looks 
 steadily at him. A short pause.] 1 perceive Sir William 
 Ashton is unwilling to announce himself ia the cattle uf 
 Wolf's Crag. 
 
 Sir W. 1 had hoped it was unnecessary, and am obliged 
 to you, sir, for breaking the ice at once. Lucy, my love.
 
 22 THB BRIDE OF LAMMERMOOK. [aCT IJ. 
 
 layasiile your veil, and let us express our gratitude to the 
 Master, openly and without disguise. 
 
 Lucy. [Hesitatingly.'] If he will condescend to accept 
 our acknowledgments. [Crosses to him. 
 
 Rav. Miss Ashton will, I hope, believe me sincere, 
 when I declare my happiness at being able to affoid her 
 the shelter of this roof. [Salutes her respectfully. A 
 twine as nf the trampling of horses tvithout. 
 
 Sir W. Ravenswood, there is no time for explanation 
 like the present. At any price I must purciiase your 
 friendship. I would not ostentatiously declare how I have 
 already served you, hut had it not been for me, you would 
 now have been a prisoner in the Castle of Edinburgh, for 
 your share in the riot at the funeral of your father. That 
 my influence crushed the proceedings against you, let these 
 papers be my evidence. 
 
 [Ravensivo'/d takes the packet, reads, and appears 
 much agitated. 
 
 hav. Is it possible ? Can I have been bo much de- 
 ceived ? [After an effort, takes Sir William by the 
 hand.] My Lord Keeper, again and again I solicit your 
 pardon, for the injustice of which I have been guilty. I 
 thought you my bitterest enemy, when I was receivins; at 
 your hand ti;e benefit of protectioa to my person and vin- 
 dication to my character- 
 
 Sir IV. Kow, then, we understand each other ; and 
 from this moment be all our former enmitv forgotten. 
 
 [Ravenswood and Sir William retire up, and join 
 Lucy. 
 
 Enter Caleb from the gate, l. 
 
 Caleb. I hae got rid o' Bucklaw, and a' the hunting 
 folk ; and now to contrive for dinner. Your honours, 
 nae doubt, are weary o* waiting for refreshment, but it will 
 no be lang. [Caleb beckons to Ravenswood, who comes 
 down to him, i,.] Tak' them up to the tap o' the tower, 
 to admire the view. Do, for heaven's sake, sir, while I 
 spread tiie table. 
 
 Rav. True, Caleb ; we must not let our guests remain 
 ■without refreshment ; and here, take my purse ; I believe 
 that will prove your best ally. 
 
 [Caleb is on the point of taking the purse, when he 
 catches sight of Sir William, who has ad- 
 vanced, h.
 
 SCENE I.] THE BRIDE OF LAMMERMOOR. 23 
 
 Caleb. Purse ! purse, indeed 1 What suld I do wi' 
 your lordship's purse? A' is providing in the kitchen: 
 but tak' awa' the guests for a few minutes. 
 
 Rav. I believe, Sir William, we had better leave Caleb 
 to prepare the poor repast he l)as to ofl'er. The view from 
 the tower is much admired, and, as the s'orm has passed 
 away, if Miss Ashton is not fatigued — \_Crosses to r. 
 
 Lucy. Not in the least. 
 
 Sir W. We attend you wiliinsly. 
 
 \Exeunt, r d. f., Ravenawood leading Lucy. 
 
 Caleb, Heaven be praised ! 1 hae got rid o' tiiem. I 
 wad like to hae ta'en his honour's purse : why couldna' 
 he hae slippit it gently into my hand — but afore the strange 
 folk, it wasna for the credit o' the family. But how to 
 provide — what sail 1 contrive ? This is the sairest push 
 for the honour o' the house we hae had yet. Natheless, 
 something must be — [.-It tArs motripiit a violent clap of 
 thunder ix heard. Cak'b stands- ayhaxt, hut recovers him- 
 self instantly, with a strong expression nfjny in his coun- 
 tenance.'} Eh 1 Gude save us I The thunner ! The 
 thunner comes to hand like the bowl o' a pint stoup. 
 ICalling.'] Here, Mysie ! Mysie, woman I 
 
 Enter Mvsie, in hurry and alarm, R. 
 
 what are ye sitting greeting in the chimney-nuik for.* 
 C( m* here — or stay — stay where ye are, and skirl as loud 
 as ye can. \^Mysie screams, as desired.] It's a' ye'r 
 guid for ; I say, ye auld deevil, skirl — skirl — louder^ 
 louder, woman ; gar the gentles hear ye at the tap o' the 
 tower, I've heard ye as far aff as the Bass for a less mat- 
 ter — [Mysie screams again and agai7i'] — and stay — down 
 wi' that crockery. 
 
 \Caleb goes off at tlie side, throivs down the croc- 
 kery, and returns, n. 
 
 Mysie. Mercy save us ! The auld man's gaen wud I 
 He has dang down a' the bits o' pigs — the only things we 
 ha<l to baud a soup milk 
 
 Caleb- Haud your tongue, ye auld deevil — a's provided 
 now — dinner, and a'thing — the thunner's done it a' in the 
 clap o' a hand. 
 
 Mysie. Puir man 1 He's muckle astray ! I wish ha 
 mav ever come hame to hinisel' again. 
 
 Caleb. Here, ye auld doited deevil — swear the thunner 
 came down the chimney and spoiled the best dinner y« 
 ever dressed. Beef — bacon — kid — lark — leveret — wild
 
 24 THE BRIDE OF LAMMEUMOOll [aCT II. 
 
 fowl— venison, and what not — lay it on thick, and never 
 mind expenses. Get awa' and skirl. \_P ashes Mynie out, 
 It., who reneivs her screaming as she goes off-] Wuil a 
 wins ! wull a wins ! sic a iiii.-<[(ii'luiie to betV llie house o' 
 Ilavenswood, and I live to see it. 
 
 Re-enter Ravenswood, Sir William Ashton, and 
 Lucy, hurriedly, ii. d. f. 
 
 Rav. "What is the matter, Caleb? Has any part of the 
 castle fallen .' 
 
 Caleb, Castle fa'en ? Na ! but the sute's fa'en, and tlie 
 thuiiner's come rigiit down the kitctien lum. and the tilings 
 are a' lyin? iiere awa' ttiere awa', like the Laird o' Hotcii- 
 potch's lands ! and wi' brave guests o' honour and quality 
 to entertain ! 
 
 Rav. Keep your intolerable nonsense to yourself, you 
 old fool. 
 
 Caleb. [Apart to Ravenswood.] Haud your tongue, for 
 heaven's sake, sir I If it's my pleasure to hazard my saul 
 in telling lies for the honour o' th» family, it's nae busi- 
 ness o' yours — and if ye let me ijang on quietly, I'll be 
 moderate in my banquet ; but if ye contradict me, de'il 
 hae me, but I'll diess ye a dinner fit for a duke. [72a- 
 veusivood retires. Caleb, crossing to Sir William.'] Nae 
 muckle provision — mi^ht hae served four persons o' qua- 
 lity : first course — capons in white broth — roast kid — ba- 
 con wi' reverence ; second course — roasted leveret — butter 
 crabs — a veal florentine ; third course — black cock— (it's 
 black eiieugh now wi' the sute) — plumdamas— a tart — a 
 flam — and some nonsense comfits and sweet things, and 
 that's a'— that's just a' was o't — forbye the apples and 
 pears. [l^iey all laugh.] The de'il 's in tlie gentles. 
 Tlie loss o' the best dinner that cook ever put fingers to, 
 makes them as merry as if it was the best jest in a' George 
 Buchanan I If tliere was as little in your honours' weains 
 as in Caleb Balderstone's, less cackling wad serve ye on 
 sic a giavaininous suliject. [Aside.] A description o' a 
 dinner that w^d hae made a fu' maa hungry, and them to 
 Stand there laughing at it. 
 
 Sir W. [Crossing to Caleb.] Mr. Butler, we are heartily 
 sorry for the misfortune that has befallen your dinner; 
 but as your master is going with me to Ravenswood 
 Castle 
 
 Caleb. Ga'ir/ to Ravenswood Castle I [Goes up, ana 
 comes down, u.
 
 SCENE I.J TUB BRIDE OF LAMMERMOOB. 25 
 
 Sir W. Do me the favour to accept this for the trouble 
 we have given you. [Gives him nionei/.'] FJavenswood, 
 as the day is now tine, we had better sec imt iiinnediatKly. 
 
 [Calfb retires tip. 
 
 Rav. I'll attend your lordship. I have a few words to 
 say to Caleb, and then 
 
 Sir W. We'll wait for you at the gate. ^ly people, I 
 §ee, have airived, and have b .ought our horses. 
 
 [Exeunt Sir William, leading Lucy, \.. ; Ravens- 
 wood crusnes to L.. gazing nfter her. Caleb ad- 
 vances to him, and gently touches his elbow. 
 
 Caleb. Gii'm' to Ravenswood Castle .' Tne mercy o' 
 heaven foibiil ! 
 
 Rav. And why Caleb? 
 
 Caleb. On, sir ! Oh. Mr. Edgar ! that is, my lord ! I 
 am your servant, and it ill becomes me to speak ; but I'm 
 an auld servant, and your ain cnnscieaee tells you it isna' 
 for your father's son to be neisilioouring wi' the like o' 
 him. It isna' for the credit o' the family : aa ye were 
 ance to come to terms and get back your ain, I wadiia say 
 nay, for the young ieddy is a winsome sweet creature. 
 
 Rav. Now, Caleb, you go farther than I do ; you are 
 for marrying me into a family you will not even allow me 
 to visit, and you look as ptile as death besides, 
 
 Caleb. Aweel ! I wad ye wad let the strangers ride to 
 Ravenswood alone ; but since it caiina be — there, there's 
 three gowd pieces ; and ye'll want siller up bye, yonder. 
 
 Rav. You foiget, Caleb, I have gold of my own. Keep 
 them to yourself; and, once more, good diy to you. 
 
 Caleb. [Holding him.] And you will go, then ? And 
 you will go, for all 1 have said to you ? Aweel ! a wilful 
 man maun hae his way. He that will to Cupar, maun to 
 Cupar. But pity o' your life, sir, if ye be fowling or 
 shooting in the park, beware o' drinking at the Mer- 
 maidea's Well. Remember the prediction o' your house 1 
 
 When the last Lord of Ravenswood to Ravenswood shall ride. 
 
 And woo a dead inuideti to be his bride ; 
 
 In the halls ut° his father his Dlood shall flow, 
 
 Aud his uame shall be lost fur evermoe !' 
 
 [Exit Ravenswood, v. 
 He's gaen 1 He's doun the path, arrow-flight, after her I 
 The head's as clean ta'en aff the Ravenswood family this 
 day, as I wad chsp the head aff a sybo. Close to her 
 bridal-rein — close to her bridal-rein. And yet, without 
 this lass, would not our ruin have been aItogetb<sr fulfilled ! 
 c {.Exit, t.
 
 26 THE BRIDE OF LAMMBRMOOR. [aCT II. 
 
 SCENE U.—TAe Mermaiden's Well, as in Act I. 
 Enter Henry Ashton and Lccy, r. u. e. 
 
 Lucy. NaVi Henry, why are you so impatient ? You 
 ■will lose but a few minutes' sport by waiting till the Master 
 joins us. 
 
 Henry. But I tell you, Lucy, I am to go to the ring, 
 walk with Norman, and I shall be too late. I would not 
 stay away for a gold jacobus ; but hf re comes Ravenswood, 
 so you must take his arm back to the castle. 
 
 {^Exil, running!, l. 
 
 Enter Ravenswood, r. v. e., and comes down a. of Lucy, 
 
 Lucy. My madcap brother has left me alone. Nothing 
 has charms for him beyond a minute. 
 
 Rav. Miss Ashton, do you not admire the wild beauty 
 of this spot ? 
 
 Lucy. I have always been fond of wandering here ; and 
 the more so, because it is, as 1 have heard, a spot coa> 
 nected with the legendary lore 1 love so well. 
 
 llav. It has been thought a place fatal to our family, 
 and 1 have some reason to term it so. It was here I first 
 saw Miss Ashton, and here 1 must take my leave of her 
 for ever I 
 
 Lucy. Take leave of us ! What can have happened to 
 hurry you away? My father is powerful; wait till you 
 see what his gratitude will do for you. 
 
 Rav. It is not to your father. Miss Ashton, but to ray 
 own exertions that I ought to owe success in the career on 
 which 1 am about to enter. \Lucy turns away to conceal 
 her emotion ; Ravenswood takes her by the hand.^ Forgive 
 my rudeness — I am too rough, too intractable, to deal with 
 any being so soft and gentle as you are. Forget that so 
 stern a vision has crossed your path of life, and let me 
 pursue mine, sure that I can meet no worse misfortune 
 after the moment that divides me from your side. 
 
 Lucy. [Slriigg/iny to conceal her emotioti.] Yet stay to 
 take leave of my father. Surely the delay of a few hours— 
 I was unprepared for the surprise, and 
 
 Rav. Lucy, your trembling hand, your rising tears, 
 excite a liope 'tis madness to indulge, and worse than mad- 
 ness to resign/! Hear me — forgive me ! and, in one word, 
 decide my fate. One word from you for ever blends our 
 destiny, or sends me through the world the Tictim of a
 
 8CSNbii.}the bride of lammrrmoor. 27 
 
 rash and hopeless passion. Speak, I implore you 1 there's 
 life or death upon your answer. 
 
 \_Kiieelmg, and talcing her hand, 
 
 Lucy. Rise, I entreat — your vioience terrifies and grieves 
 me. Kavenswood, you are the preserver of my life: you 
 have a claim upon my graiiiude, my afTectiou, which my 
 heart will never refuse to ratify. 
 
 i2i2i;. [Rising, and embraciitg her."] Transporting sound I 
 Here, then, receive my vow of sole and undivided love — 
 for ever 1 am yours ; and may that Power which witnesses, 
 approve the solemn compact I But now 'tis fit 1 should 
 inform Sir William. Raveiiswood must not seem to dwell 
 Mnder his roof, to solicit, ciaudestinely, the afTections of 
 his daughter. 
 
 Lucy. You would not speak to my father yet? Oh. do 
 not, do not! I am sure he loves you -I am sure he will 
 consent; but my mother— alas! I fear my mother 
 
 Rav. Your mother, my Lucy 1 What could she object 
 to the alliance ? 
 
 Lucy. I did not say object; but she is jealous of her 
 rights, and may claim a mother's title to be consulted. 
 
 Rav. Be it so. We will wait her arrival. 
 
 Lucy. But were it not better to wait a few weeks ? Were 
 my mother to see you — to know you — I am sure she would 
 approve ; but you are personally unacquainted ; and the 
 ancient feud between the families 
 
 Rav. Lucy, I have sacrificed for your love, projects of 
 vengeance long nursed, and sworn to with ceremonies little 
 better than heathen. On the evening wliich succeeded my 
 poor father's funeral, I cut a lock from my hair, and, as it 
 consumed in the flames, I swore that my rage and revenge 
 should pursue his enemies, till they shrivelled before me 
 like that scorched-up symbol of annihilation 1 
 
 Lucy. And why do you now recall sentiments so terrible ? 
 Bind me by what vows you please. If vows are unneces- 
 sary to secure constancy, they may yet prevent suspicion. 
 
 Rav. Lucy, forgive me. I will not, by the slightest 
 breath of doubt, imply suspicion, which my breast can 
 never know. [Breaks a piece of gold, and presents her 
 half.] Let this be the mutual emblem of our love. I 
 place it next my heart; and never shall it quit that place 
 till you demand it. [Placing it wilhin his bosom. 
 
 Lucy. And never shall this leave my bosom until you, 
 Edgar Ravenswood, ask me to resign it to you ; and, while 
 c2
 
 28 THE BKIDB OF LAMMERMOOR. [aCT II. 
 
 I wear it, never shall that heart acknowledge any other love 
 than yours. [Placinff in her boxom th^ piece Ravenswood 
 
 has handed to her, she throws herxelf into his arms. 
 
 As they are about to seat themselves near the well, 
 
 a raven falls from a tree at their feet, pierced by an 
 
 arrow. 
 Rav. A raven 1 an evil omen. 
 
 Enter Henry Ashton, hastily, with a cross-bow, LocK< 
 HART, and several Domestics, l, 
 
 Henry. 'Twas I that shot him — I knew 'twould startle 
 you. 
 
 Rav. Indeed, Master Henry : do you not know that all 
 the ravens are under the protection of the Lords of Kavens- 
 nood ; and to shoot one in their presence is an evil omen ? 
 
 Henry. That's what Norman told uie. I can't heip it 
 now. Why, Lucy, what have you snd the Mnster to say 
 to each other, that you loiier so Ion;; ? All the servants 
 ate seeking you. My mother has suditenly arrived, and uxj 
 brottier ; and all's in a bustle and uprour. 
 
 Lucy. My mother arrived so unexpectedly? 
 
 Lock. \es, madam ; my lady and the colonel. Sir 
 William is alarmed at your long absence ; and has sent us 
 to search for you. 
 
 Lucy. Good Lockhart, I am glad you have found us. 
 We will follow you with all speed to the castle. 
 
 \_Exeunt Lockhart and the Domestics, L. 
 
 Rav. Now, Lucy. 1 fear your trials will begin. 
 
 Lucy. Ravenswood, once more hear me repeat my reso- 
 lution. Though 1 will never wed man without the consent 
 of my parents, neither force nor persuasion shall dispose of 
 my hand till you renounce the right I have freely given yoB 
 to call it yours alone. lExeunt, l. 
 
 SCENE in. — An Apartment in Ravenswood Castle. 
 Enter Lady Ashton, followed by Sir William. 
 
 Sir W. Nay, my dear Eleanor, listen to reason for a 
 moment. Why is it that, on your return from so long an 
 absence, you assail me with reproaches, counteract all my 
 plans, and rudely dismiss from my house a guest whom I 
 had invited ? Surely a connexion which would end for 
 CTer the family feuds 
 
 Lady A. Never — though the loss of rank and power
 
 8CENE IV.] TUB BRIOB OF LAMMERMOOR. 29 
 
 were certain — never shall these feuds be ended by such a 
 marriage. You are aware I have already received and 
 accepted the most flattering proposals from Mr. Hayscon 
 of Bucklaw: 1 expect liim every hour, lie lias tlie first 
 estate and influence in the country ; and against this uiatch 
 what reasonable objection can you urge ? 
 
 Sir W. None, but her own repugnance. If Lucy freely 
 consent to receive the addresses of Bucklaw, my wishes 
 will accord with yours. But if her heart remain with 
 Ravenswood, her hand shall not be forced upon auutiier. 
 
 Lady A. She already repents of the engagement into 
 whicn she has been trepanned. I have a. motuer's authority 
 to annul it, and fear nut to obtain her ready compliauce. 
 
 Enter a Servant, t. 
 
 Serv. Mr. Hayston of Bucklaw is arrived, my lady. 
 
 Lady A. I rejoice to hear it, and will wait on him imme> 
 diately. lExit Servant, l,] And now. Sir William, let us 
 prepare Lucy for tlie interview. She is acquainted with 
 this proposal ; and when she finds it warmly sanctioned by 
 her parents, she will, 1 trust, at once abandon every thought 
 disgraceful to her birth, and yield her happiness to our 
 disposal. l£j:eunt, l. 
 
 SCENE IV. — Another Apartment in the Cattle. — Four 
 Chairs, 6{c., R. and l. 
 
 A Servant showt in Bucklaw and Cbaigengelt, l., and 
 exit, R. 
 
 Craig. May I be double distanced, if ever I saw a man in 
 my life have less the air of a bridegroom ! Cut me out of 
 feather, if you don't look as if you were coudemued to be 
 banged 1 
 
 Buck. Why, Craigie, 1 never spoke ten words to a 
 woman of rank in my life. The chance is, I shall make 
 but a bungling business of this. 
 
 Craig. Why, you were bold enough the day you met her 
 at the hunt. 
 
 Buck, Av, ay, because she had a mask on, and I was 
 at home there — I was in my element. If she would talk 
 about hunting, I should get on ; but the chance is, I shall 
 scarcely stammer through half a sentence in the regular way. 
 
 Craig, (l.) Never fear! Muster up your courage,— 
 ■peak boldlv, and the prise is won. 
 C3
 
 30 THE BRIDE OF LAMKERMOOR. [aCT II. 
 
 Enter Lady Ashton and Lucy, r. Lucy is extremely 
 pale, and appeam to pay little attention to the passing 
 scene, ax if almost unconscious of the conversation. 
 
 Lady A. My dear Bncklaw, you are t'niioe welcome to 
 Ravenswood Castle. Captain Craigengelt, your servant. 
 [Bucilaw and Craiyengelt bow.l Lucy is acquainted witU 
 the purpose of your visit, and ready to hear yuu on a sub- 
 ject equally interesting to us all ; but, as she is very 
 young, and has lately been trepanned into an engagement 
 of which she is now heartily ashamed, you will. I know, 
 excuse her wish that I should be present at the interview. 
 
 Buck. That's the very thing, madam — I should have 
 desired it on my own account ; for I have been so little 
 accustomed to gallantry, t fear I shall make some cursed 
 mistake. Craigie, we can dispense with your company. 
 [^Craiyengelt bows obsequiously, and exit, R. Bncklaw 
 hands chairs to the ladies — seats himself, L., at a distance 
 from them ; and, after several efforts, addresses Lucy.'\ 
 You see, Miss Ashton, I am come to — to explain — that is, 
 just to say — your mother her ladyship — I say — sensible 
 of your charms and accomplishments — I mean, I aon sen- 
 sible — very sensible — but, somehow, not being accustomed 
 to talk to young ladies — I fear I don't make myself uu- 
 derstood. 
 
 Lady A. Lucy, my loTe, you hear what Bucklaw is 
 Baying ? 
 
 Lucy. Yes, madam — no, madam — I beg pardon — I did 
 not hear. 
 
 Lady A. You needn't blush, my love ; and still less need 
 you look so alarmed. 
 
 Buck. I believe I am a fool, Miss Ashton. I hare tried 
 to speak to you as people tell me young ladies like to be 
 talked to ; and I don't think you comprehend what I have 
 been saying. — {Aside.'\ And no wonder, for curse me if I 
 understand it myself. — But, however, once for alt, if you 
 can take a plain young fellow for your husband, I will place 
 you at the head of the first establishment in the three Lo- 
 thians : you shall have the best lodging in the Canongate 
 of Edinburgh, go where you please, do what you please, 
 see what you please — and that's fair. Since 1 have mustered 
 up courage to make a plain pro)>osal, 1 would fain hear 
 Miss Ashton, from her own lips, give me a plain answer. 
 
 Lady A. My dear Bucklaw, let me spare Lucy's bash- 
 fulaesss. She has consented to be guided bj her father
 
 ICBNBIT.] THE BRIDB OF liAMMRRMOOR. 3) 
 
 and me in this matter. Lucy, my love, speak for yourself: 
 is it not as 1 say ? 
 
 Lucy. I h. ve promised to obey you, madam ; but upon 
 one ciiiidition. 
 
 Lady A. She means that she has written to Ravenswood, 
 •nri expects ail answer : the restitution of tlie eugagemeut 
 into winch he had the art to involve her. 
 Buck. Perfectly right ! quite fair I — 
 
 ' It is besi 10 be olf with the old love, 
 Brt'ore you be on witfi the new.' 
 
 But I thought you might have had an answer six times 
 told before now. I have a great mind to go and fetch one 
 myself, if Miss Ashton will honour me with the commission. 
 
 Lady A. By no means. My son, Colonel Ashton, is 
 equally anxious ; and do you tiiink we could permit either, 
 when both are so dear to us, to go to a desperate roan oa 
 a desperate errand ? In fact, we are all of opinion that, 
 as no answer has been returned, silence must in this, as in 
 other cases, be supposed to give consent ; and a contract 
 abandoned, when a parry waives insistini; upon it. 
 
 Lucy. [^Riaing .'\ Madam, 1 entreat you to urge me no 
 furthi-r. 1 feel conscious heaven and earth have set 
 themselves against my union witn Uavenswood ; but, till 
 this unhappy engagement be restored, I should commit a 
 heavy sill in donig wnat you require. Let me be once 
 assured that he wishes to set me free, and then dispose of 
 me as you please. I care not how — when the jewels arc 
 gone, what signifies the casket .' 
 
 Lady A. But. my love, if he remains obstinately silent? 
 
 Lucy. He will not be silent. Unknown to you, 1 have 
 sent him a double of my former letter by a certain hand. 
 
 Lady A. You have not — you could not — you durst not ! 
 [Suddenly checking her anger.} My dearest Lucy, how 
 could you think of such a thing ? 
 
 Buck. No matter I I respect Miss Ashton forhersenti- 
 ments ; and I only wish I had been her messenger myself. 
 
 Lady A. [Ironically. "} And. pray, how long are we to 
 wait for the return of your Pacolet — your fairy messenger ? 
 
 Lucy. 1 have numbered weeks, days, hours, and minutes: 
 wiihiii a week I shall have an answer, unless he be dead. 
 'Jill that time, sir, let roe be thus far beholden to you. that 
 you will beg my mother to forbear me on this subject. 
 
 Buck. [Crossing to c] I will make it r/iy particular en- 
 tr aty to Lady Ashton, madam. Miss Lucy must not be 
 hurried, my lady — messeDgcri may be delayed. I have
 
 32 THB BRIDB OF LAMSIBRMOOR. [aCT II. 
 
 known a day's journey broke by the casting of a fore-shoe. 
 'I'o be sure, by the time she mentions, 1 ought to be at 
 C'Hveitnn Edge, to see the match between tlie Laird of 
 Kitilfgirtii's biaek mare and Johnson's, tlie meal-monger, 
 four-year-old coit ; but Craigie can britig u.e word iiow 
 the match goes — so that's ail settled. In tlie meantime, I 
 sliail not distress Miss Ashton myself; and I hope you and 
 Sir William will leave her ec^ually at liberty to make up 
 her mind. 
 
 Lucy. Sir, you are generou 
 
 Buck. Ks, i^it that, madam, I oniy pretend to be a p a.n, 
 good-humoured young fellow, as I said before, who would 
 willingly make you happy, if you will permit iiim, and show 
 b m huw to do so. 
 
 Lady A. My daughter, Bucklaw, does full justice to the 
 sincerity of your attachment. And now we had better 
 confer with Sir William oa the subject: he expects us in 
 the library. 
 
 Buck. I attend him, madam. [Crossing to r.] Miss 
 Lucy, I take my leave. By my honour, 1 respect your 
 sentiments ; and, though the prosecution of this affair be 
 rendered dearer to me than before, yet, as 1 am a gentleman, 
 1 would renounce it for ever, were it so urged as to give 
 you a moment's pain. \_Exit, r. 
 
 Lady A. [Crossing to r] Lucy, you liave asked and 
 obtained your own time ; — the honour of the family is now 
 compromised. When eight days shall have elapsed, we 
 conclude you will end this suspense, and be ready, with a 
 cheerful heart, to sign and seal, [Exit, r. 
 
 Lucy. To sign and seal 1 To do and die ! [Clasps her 
 hands in agony, and sinks into a chair. After a pause.] 
 It is decreed tnat every living creature, even those who owe 
 me most kindness, are to shun me, and leave me to en- 
 counter the difficulties by which I am beset. It is just I 
 should be thus. Alone and uncounselled 1 involved myself 
 in these perils. Alone and uacouaselled I must extricate 
 myself, or die. [Exit, r. 
 
 SCENE N.—The Wolfs Crag. 
 Enter Caleb with a letter, followed by a Messenger, l. 
 Caleb. Gude save us ! Wha wad hae thousht o' sic an 
 event } Tne Marquis o' Athol, and a' his attendanti, 
 coming to Wolf's Crag! 
 
 Mest. It is as I tell jou, Mr. Balderstone. His lord*
 
 ICBNB T.J THE BRIDB OF LAMMERMOOR. 33 
 
 ship will be here within an hour. The blaster has ap. 
 pointed to meet him, and they bare business of the labt 
 iuipiirtance to secile. 
 
 Caleb. And tiie Master coming too. He hasna been at 
 liame lur nioriy a laiig d;iy, man's the pity ; and right joy- 
 fu' nill auld Caleb be to see liis honour back again. 
 [Antde.'] Wna wad hae thoclit o' sic an event! I'm a' in 
 a botheration ; natheless. for the credit o' the house, I 
 maun receive them as befitting. But how sail I get rid o' 
 the stranger ? He mauna see our siiifts. Friend, Icon- 
 elude ye wad hae nae objection till refresh after your jour- 
 ney, and, praise be blessed, ye are come into a laud o' 
 plenty. 
 
 Mess. I thank ye, Mr. Caleb, I am rather thirsty with 
 bard riding, and 
 
 Caleb. I'hen I wadna recommend ale or brandy, but just 
 a glass o' cauld water after a lang ride — ii's mair wliole- 
 soiiie to tiie stomach. Natheless, ye sail hae what ye like, 
 and. while I prepare your repast, I'se tell ye what ye do- 
 gang your ways up to the tap o' the tower, and skirl to 
 me when ye see the cavalcade approacliing, I'll awa and 
 get a' the lads in their new liveries. Tiiis way, this way — 
 and mind ye dinna break your neck, for the steps are a 
 leetie out o' repair. Confound the lazy sclater loons o' 
 masons, they were to hae been here a week syne. \_Gett 
 him off at a door in r., supposed to lead up to the top of 
 the castle. As soon as he is out, Caleb locks the door and 
 puts the key in his pocket.] Eh, my moii, I hae disposed 
 o' vou — an ye bellow tiil ye burst, ye'll nae get out, till I 
 hae contrived something to save the honour o' the family. 
 [CaW««y.] Mjsie — Mysie, woman 1 
 
 Enter Mysie, r. 
 
 Mysie. What's the matter now ? 
 
 Caleb. Eneugh's the matter. Here's the Master and 
 his noble kinsman, the Marquis o' Athol, expeciit in an 
 hour, wi' a tribe o' flunkies as lang as Kirka'dy, and de'il 
 a morsel to eat, or a drap to drink, nor sae muckle as a 
 plack or a bawbee to buy a bannock wi' I What sail we 
 do — how sail we contrive? Eh, ?ude save us, woman, we 
 had e'en better set fire to the auld tower at ance, and bura 
 the remnants o' furniture a' thegither. It's mair for our 
 credit tlian to let them ken we are in poverty. 
 
 Mysie. Mercy on us, Caleb, dinna stand there shaking 
 your lugs, but gang your ways dowa to the village, aud tr/
 
 S4 THB BRIDB 07 LAMMBRMOOR. t'*'^'''' *'* 
 
 wTiether ye canna get onything from the folk, in the way 
 o' borrowing. 
 
 Caieb. Ell ! There's Epnie Sma'trash maybe will trust 
 us for ale ; she has lived a' her lite under the family — and 
 maybe w»' a sup brandy — 1 canna say for wine, for she is 
 but a lone woman, and gets it by a runlet at a time. But 
 I'll worn a wee drap out o' her by fair means or foul. 
 
 Mysie. Tnere's a braw christening going on at Gibbie 
 Girder's, the cooper, and I warrant store o' provision ; 
 and ye ken, Caleb, auld Dame Lightbody and ye war 
 always inclmed till each other. 
 
 Caleb. En, woman ! but ye are a braw lassie and hae 
 saved me from sair dismay. I didna think ye had sae 
 muckle rumle^umption. The de'il's in tiie peddling tub- 
 coopering carles; it's a shame to st-e the like o' them 
 gusting their gabs at sic a rate. If some o' that gnde 
 cheer doesn't find its way to Wolf's Crag this night, my 
 name is not Caleb Ralderstone. Gang your ways, Mysie, 
 ■we'll roak' snift — we'll mak' shift — keep your heart abune, 
 for the noble house o' Ravenswood siiail hand its credit as 
 lang as Caleb is to the foie— though he suld beg, borrow, 
 steal, and lie, to the end of tiie eiinpter. 
 
 [_^Exeuut Mi/sie, R. ; Caleb, l. 
 
 SCENE Y\.—The imide of Girder's Cottage. A large 
 kitchen fireplace with, two spits, turned by a Boy, 
 On one spit a quarter of mutton, on the other a goose 
 and a brace of vjtld ducks. In another part of the room, 
 a table spread for dinner. Three stools. A door, L. s. e. 
 
 Dame Lightbody, l. and MARIo^•, r. discovered. 
 
 Dame. I tell ye, Marion, I heard the story from auld 
 Ailsie (Jourlay, and nae ane can doubt the truth on't. The 
 Ma>ter o' Ravenswood saw tlie ghaist o' Alice Gray sitting 
 by the well, as he was riding alang through the forest. He 
 thocht it was the auld woman hersel', bat, oa going to 
 ber cottage, found she was just dead. 
 
 Mar. 1 dinna doubt the fact at a', mither. But what 
 are we to think o' it all .* 
 
 Dame. Nae gude, cnild, I'll warrant But now, as I 
 passed through tne village, tiiere was a braw young mon o* 
 horseback, asking the way to Wolf's Crag, and 1 lieard 
 him say, my Lord the Marquis o'Athol was coming alang 
 wi' the Master, and that Ravenswood nad get his laadl
 
 flCENB V(.]] THB BRIBE Of LAMMERMOOR. 35 
 
 ■gain frae Sir William Ashton : and ne'er trust me, but 
 we shall witness some bonny wark afore lang. 
 
 Mar. But if a' this news is true, micher, we shall be 
 uader the Ilavenswood family again — I wish Girder hadna 
 been sae uncivil to auid Caleb fialderstone, the last tune 
 he called. He might hae spoken a gude word, in case— 
 [A knock at the door, L. s. e.] En, wha hae we here ? 
 
 Caleb. [Without, L,'^ How's a' wi' ye neebours? how's 
 a* wi' ye ? 
 
 Dame. Eh, mercy ! but it's the auld mon himsel'. 
 Open the door, Marion, and we'll get it a' out o' iiira. 
 [Marion opens the door and lets in Caleb.] Ay, sirs ! Mr. 
 Balderdtone, and is it you ? a sight o' you is gude for sair 
 een. Sit ye doun, sit ye doun— the gudeman will be 
 blythe to see ye — ye never saw him sae cadgy in your life ; 
 but we are to christen our bit wean the nigiit, as ye will 
 hae beard, and, doubtless, ye will stay and see the ordi> 
 nance. We hae killed a wether, and ane o' our lads has 
 been out wi' his gua at the moss — ye aye wsid to like 
 wild-fowl. 
 
 Caleb. Na, na, gadewife — I just keekit in to wish ye 
 joy, and I wad hae been blythe to hae spoken wi' the gude- 
 man, but [Goinff, 
 
 Dame. The ne'er a lit ye gang ; wha kens what ill it 
 may bring to the bairn, if ye overlook it in that gate ? 
 
 Caleb. But I'm in a precious harry — [The women briny 
 down chairs, force Caleb to sit, and seat themsclvei on 
 each tide of him-l — And, as for eating, lack-a-day, we 
 are just killed up yonder wi' eating frae morning till night. 
 It's shamefu' epicurism ; but that's what we hae gottea 
 frae the English poke-puddings. 
 
 Dame. [Bringing down a dish of white and black pud- 
 dings,] Hout 1 never mind the English poke-puddings, 
 but try our puddings, Mr. Balderstone. '1 here's black 
 puddings and white hass, try whiik ye like best. 
 
 CaleL. Baith gude — baich excellent! — canna be better ; 
 but the very smell is eneugh for me, that hae dined so 
 lately. But 1 wadna affront your housewifeship, gudewife — 
 and, wi' your permission — [Taking them all, and putting 
 them into his pocket] — I'se e'en put them in my napkin, 
 and eat them to my supper at e'en, for I'm weary o' My- 
 sia's pastry and nonsense. Ye ken, Marion, landward 
 dainties ave pleased me best ; aye, and landward lasses, 
 too, [Leering at Marion.] Ne'er a bit but siie I.hjks 
 far better than when Girder manied her. and then she wai
 
 36 THB BUIDB OF LAMMERMOOB. [aCT II. 
 
 the bonniest lass in a' our parochine. But gawsie cow, 
 goodly calf. 
 
 Mav. But what news at the castle, Mr. Balderstone ? 
 
 Caleb. News ! the bravest news ye ev-er heard. Tliere's 
 my lord coming baine, wi' tite Marquis o' .Atlioi, and he's 
 to get the lands o' Ravenswood again, and so 1 just wanted 
 to round in the gudeman's lug, that I heard tuem say up 
 bye yonder, Peter Puncheon, the cooper to the queen's 
 stores, at the Tiinmer Burse, at Leith, is dead — sae I 
 thocht a word frae my lord might bae served Gilbert; 
 but since he's frae hame 
 
 Mar. Oh, but ye maun bide his hame coming. He's 
 awa to fetch precious Mr. Bidethebent, the minister. 
 
 Caleb. Aye, he's a precious mon, Bidethebent. He has 
 a gude delivery. Eh ! he's a perfect monitor o' a mon. 
 
 Mar. I aye telled Gilbert ye meant weel to him, but he 
 taks the tout at every bit lippening word. 
 
 Dame. Ay, ay, he's master and muir at hame, I caa tell 
 ye, Mr. Balderstone. 
 
 Caleb. Ay, aiid does he guide the gear, too ? 
 
 Dame. Ilka penny o't : but he'll dress her as dick as a 
 daisy, as ye see — she bas little reason to complain : where 
 there's ane better aff, there's ten waur. 
 
 Caleb. Aweel, gudewife, that wasna the way ye guided 
 your gudeman ; but ilk<i land has its ain l»uch. 
 
 Mar. And so my lord is coming hame? Troth, and a 
 braw gentleman he is, ni' a face and a hand, and a seat oa 
 his horse, that might liae become the king's son : d'ye kea 
 that he aye used to glow'r up at my window, Mr. Caleb, 
 when he rode through the town ; sae I hae a right to 
 know what like he is, as weel as onybody. 
 
 Caleb. 1 ken that brawly, for I have heard his lordship 
 say, the cooper's wife had the blackest ee in the barony. 
 And I answered, ' Weel may that be, my lord, for it was 
 her mither's afore her, as 1 know to my cost ;' eh, Ma- 
 rion ? \_Laughing.'\ Ha, ha, ha t Ah, those were merry 
 days. 
 
 Dame. Hout, awa ! ye auld carle, to speak sae daffing 
 to young folk. 
 
 Caleb. Eh, gude save us ! Dinna ye hear the baira 
 greet ? [Dame and Marion both yel up in great alarm. 
 
 Dame. Eh. Marion ! Fie, woman ! Rin, rin, I say.^ 
 I'se warrant it's that dreary weed come ower it again. 
 
 \_The two tvuinen run out, R. 
 
 Caleb [^Looking round.'^ Now is the time, and cauid be
 
 ICBNB I.] TBR BKIDS OP LAMMERHOOE 37 
 
 mj fast if either Girder or Bidethebent taste that broche 
 
 o* wild-fowl this evening. ['J'u/ee* a pinch of snuff, and 
 
 tallt Iha Boy.] Here, my mon, here is twa pennies — carry 
 
 that ower tu Mrs. Sma'crash, and bid her fill my mull wt' 
 
 •neeshin^. She'll gie ye a gingerbread snap for your pains, 
 
 and I'll turn the broche for ye in the meantime. [Exit 
 
 Boy, L. s. E. Caleb watches the door, then de- 
 
 liberately puts on his hat, takes both spits from 
 
 the Jire, and runs out with them at door, l. s z, 
 
 END or ACT II. 
 
 ACT III. 
 
 CENE I. — An Apartment in Ravenstcood Castle. 7V» 
 
 Chairs. 
 
 Lucy Ashton discovered, l. 
 
 Luey. At length the dreaded hour is arrived, and this 
 day must decide my fate. Still, still, no answer to my 
 letters. Where is the hope, the last and lingering hopo 
 to which I clung for safety, like a drowning wretch ? 'Tit 
 vanished ! and despair alone remains. Ravenswood ! Ra- 
 venswood ! have 1 deserved that you should thus desert 
 me : thus leave me unsupported to sustain this deadly 
 persecution, opposed to which my reason wavers, and my 
 poor heart is breaking. Where can I turn for pity or for 
 rescue ? Father I mother ! Those names should mean 
 protection, tenderness, and love, yet speak of cruelty and 
 unrelenting ri?our ! One friend alone remains. In the 
 dark grave, all human sufferings are closed, and gladly 
 will I welcome death, rather than break the faiih I 
 pledged to Ravenswood. 
 
 Enter Lady Ashton, r. 
 Lady a. ^ucy, my love, why do you keep ns waiting? 
 The family is assembled, and the business must proceed 
 immediately. Come, I'll conduct you to the hall. 
 
 Lucy, after endeavouring to speak, bursts into tears, 
 and throws herself at her mother's feel. 
 Lucy. Oil, my mother ! Save— spare me ! — but for • 
 day— but for an hour ! 
 
 D
 
 38^ TBB BRIDR OF LA.MMERMOOB. [ACT III. 
 
 Laiff A. Lucy, what means this? Rise, I command, 
 you, aad restrain your agitation. 
 
 Lucy. Oh, my mother ! do not spurn me from you, 
 but for one moment hear me. Urge me not, I conjure 
 you, to fulfil this hated contract' — my death will be the 
 consequence. By the memory of that tender love with 
 which you reared my infancy and childhood— by the deep 
 sense of filial duty and obedience which, till this fatal mo- 
 ment, my life has proved — I entreat, I implore you, save 
 me from misery and distraction — and save yourself, my 
 mother, from that remorse which your own heart must 
 one day feel, for having brought this woe upon your 
 wretched child t 
 
 Lady A. Shame on such weakness, Lucy I Where is 
 your pride ? your duty to your parents and your family ? 
 All, all absorbed in one disgraceful passion 1 
 
 Lucy. My vow 1 my vow I 
 
 Lady A. His silence hss absolved you from it, and 
 proves he wishes to forget his own. Have we not heard, 
 too, that he is on the point of marriage with another.^ If 
 these arguments have no weight, think that your parents' 
 word is pledged — their honour implicated — think that, 
 when freely left to hx the time, you named this day. You 
 cannot, shall not now retract — you have no right to bring 
 disgrace upon us all — and wherefore ? To feed a hope 
 which never can be realized— to pine in secret o'er a love, 
 which heaven and earth alike refuse to sanctioa. Come } 
 we have too long delayed. 
 
 Lucy. Man has no mercy i To heaven, then, I make 
 my last appeal. Grant that I may retain my senses in this 
 fearful trial. Already my weak brain begins to waver. 
 One struggle more, and all will be concluded. My lot is 
 cast— and now, madam, I obey you. {^Ejceunt, r. 
 
 SCENE IL— -The Grand Hall in Ravemwood Cattle. 
 Folding doors in c. — the only entrance to the apartment. 
 A table and two chairs, L. s. £. ; one chair, r. 
 
 Sir William Ashton, Co/one/ Ashtqn, Henry, Buck- 
 law, Randolph, a Clergyman, and all the Domestics 
 discovered. 
 
 Enter Lady Ashton, leading in Lucy, c. d. r. All the 
 Gentlemen bow. 
 Sir W, Now, then, to tlie business of the day. The 
 parties are ail assembled. Are the writings prepared?
 
 SCRNE II.] TUB BRIOB OF IJVMMBRMOOR. 39 
 
 Rand. Everything is ready, my lord. 
 
 Sir W. Tneii let us proc«pd at once. Nothing n:.w ic 
 wanting bur the form:il sigiiatur<: of »[[ concerned. The 
 marriage ceremony must titea be completed. 
 
 [Cue* lo the tabu to sign. 
 Rand, (r.) [Approaching Lucy.] Yet, ere tl>e solmin 
 contract be peifunned, perrtiit me to express my fervent 
 hope, that the union between these honourable persons 
 may prove a source of long and lasting happiness. Be not 
 cast down. Miss Lucy, but meet a scene of joy with clieer- 
 ful looks. Doubt not, obedience to your parents' wishes 
 will heal your wounded mind, aad crown your future days 
 with many blessings. [During this, the Gentlemen have 
 all signed the contract ; Sir William, firtt ; 
 Bucklaw, second ; and Culnnel Ashtun, third. 
 Sir W. Now, Lucy, we wait your signature alone. 
 littcy. I obey you, sir. [She rises ; — seeing her weak- 
 ness. Lady Ashton offers to support her to the 
 table, which she rfjects. 
 Lady A. Rouse yourself, Lucy ! [To the Company .'^ 
 My daughter's health iias long been delicate, and sne gives 
 way too much. [Lucy crosses slowly to the table, Sir 
 William gives her a pen, and she. ufier several 
 efforts, signs her name. At this inoment a violent 
 noise is heard without. 
 Servant. [Without, c. d. f.] You pass not here, sir I 
 Rav. [Without.'} Villains, stand back ! He dies who 
 opposes my entrance. 
 
 Lucy. [Drops the pen, rises from her chair, and ex* 
 claims]— -It is he t It is he ! He is come ! he is come ! 
 [She falls into her Mother's arms. 
 
 Enfer Ravenswood, bursting open the folding doors, 
 ■ and coming forward, c. ; his dress is much disordered, 
 and partly enveloped in a large riding cloak, his hat 
 slouched, his face haggard and pale. They all start 
 With astonishment. Lucy raises herself, and Mlanda 
 gazing on him, as if petrified. A pause. 
 Lady A, (r ) [Recovering herself] I demand to know 
 the cause of this rude and unauthorised intru.«ion ! 
 
 Col. A. (l. c.) That is a question which 1 have the best 
 rigtut to ask, and I request the Master of Ravenswood to 
 follow me, where he can answer at his leisure. 
 
 Buck, (l.) No man shall usurp my previoua right in 
 deuaading an ezplauation from the Master, 
 n 2
 
 10 TUB BRIDB OF LAMMERMOOR. [aCT III. 
 
 Col. A. I will relinquish to no one my right of calling 
 to account the man who has offered this unparalleleu 
 itfront to my family. 
 
 Rav. (c.) Be patient, gentlemen. If you are as weary 
 jf yuur itvt-s as 1 am, 1 nili hnd tune and place tu pledge 
 mine against one or both ; but, ai present, 1 have uu lei- 
 ture for the di>putes of triflt;rs. 
 
 Cut. A- and Buck. [D: awing ."^ Tiiflers ! 
 Sir W. [lileppiuff between ihem.] My son, I command 
 you — Bucklaw, I entreat you — keep the peace, iu tbs 
 name of tiic queen, and of the law. 
 
 Rand. (r. c.) In the name of the law of heaven, I im- 
 plore — 1 beseech — 1 couainand you to forbear violence to- 
 wards each other. 
 
 Col. A. Do you take me for a dog, sir, or something 
 more brutally stupid, to endure this insult in my father's 
 house ? Let me go, Bucklaw * He shall account to me, 
 or by heaven I will stab him where he stands. 
 
 Buck. Yuu shall not touch him here. He once gave 
 me my life, and were he the devil come to fly away with 
 the whole house and generation, he shall have nothing but 
 fair play. 
 
 Rav. Let him who really seeks danger take the fitting 
 time when it is to be found. My mission here will be 
 Bhortly accomplished. [Turning to Lucy, and }irijducing 
 her Utter.} Is that, madam, your hand? 
 Lucy. {Fit a /altering voice.] Yes. 
 
 Rav. [Producing the contract.] And is this also your 
 band ? [Lucy make.i an effort to answer ; Hir William, 
 finding she is unable, speaks.] 
 Sir W. If you design to found any legal claim on that 
 engagement, sir, do not expect to receive an answer here. 
 
 Rao. Sir William Ashton, I pray you, and all who hear 
 me, that you will not mistake criy jxirpose. If this young 
 lady, of her own free. will, desires tcie restoration of this 
 contract, as her letter would .seem to imply, there is not a 
 witiiered leaf, whicii this autumn wind strews upon the 
 h'!%th, that is more valueless in my eyes. But I must and 
 will hear the truth from her own mouth : without this sa- 
 tisfaction I will not leave the spot. Murder me by num- 
 bers, you possibly may : but I am an armed man —1 am a 
 desperate man — and 1 will not die without ample vengeance. 
 Tnis is my resolution, take it as you may. 1 nill hear her 
 determination from her own mouth, alone, and without 
 witaesset. [Taking out two pittolt. All draw at ht ftt-
 
 •CBNB It.] TiiR nnrns op lammrhmoor. 41 
 
 ttnir tJtem] Now choose whether you will have this hall 
 fltut»-il wit!) blood, or ^raiit ine tiie decisive interview with 
 my adiituced bride, wlncu tiie laws of God and tiie country 
 aliix'e entitle me to demand. 
 
 Hand. Ill tne name of heaven, receive an overture frotn 
 the meanest of its servants. What this gentlenaan demands, 
 though urged with over violence, ha'h in it something of 
 reason. Let him hear from Miss Lucy's own lii)s, that she 
 hath acceded to the will of her parents, and repents of her 
 covenanc wiih him. Let him have the interview on whicii 
 be insisteth. It can but be a passing piuig to the maiden, 
 and then he will depart in pssace unto hiii own dweliirig, 
 aad cumber us no more. 
 
 Lady A. Never ! Never shall this man speak in pri- 
 vate with my daughter — the afliaticed bride of another. 
 Pass from the room who will, I remain here. I fear nei- 
 ther his violence nor his weapons, tiiough some who bear 
 my name appear more moved by them. 
 
 Rand. Nay, madam, let me entreat you, add not fuel 
 to firebrands. The Master of llavenswood cannot. I am 
 sure, object to your presence, the young lady's state of 
 htalth being cimsideied, and your maternal duty. 1 myself 
 vill also tarry. Perhaps my gray hairs may turn away wrath. 
 
 Rav. You are welcome to remain, sir, and Lady Ashtun 
 also, if she thinks proper; but let all others depart. 
 
 Col. A. [Croshhig to Raveiiswood.] Ravenswood, you 
 tball account for this ere long. [_Ej:H, c. v. r. 
 
 Rav. Whenever you please, sir. 
 
 Bud. \_Crossing to llaveuswood."] Bat I have a prior 
 demand on your leisure — a claim of some standing. 
 
 Rav. Arrange it as you will. Leave me but this day in 
 peace, and I shall have no dearer employment on earth to- 
 morrow than to give you all the satisfaction you may de- 
 aire. \_Exit Bucktaw, c d. f. 
 
 Sir W. [Going.'] Master of Ravenswood. I tiiink I have 
 not deserved that you siiould make this scandal and out- 
 rage in my family. If you will lay down your weapons, 
 and follow me into my study 
 
 Rav. To-morrow, sir— to-morrow. To-morrow I will 
 bear you at lentith. This day hath its own sacred and in- 
 dispensable busiuess. [Exit Sir William and ail the At- 
 tendants, c. D. F. Lady Ash/on goes to Lucy, 
 brings her forcilily down to the /runt, near c, 
 leaves her, and passes behind to i.. Ravenswood 
 puts up his pislolt, fastent the door, and re-
 
 49 
 
 TIIR BRIDR UP I.AMMRRMOOR. [aCT Itl. 
 
 tttrng — iakp.i o^ hit hat, and gazes on Lucy with 
 a tnniyli'd eu'/irnxxitm iif suirnxit iiuil iiidiynatiun. 
 
 Rav. (l. c ) Do yi)u kiniw nie, Miss Asliloii r I aia 
 ■till li«l(;ar lUveiiswoixl — 1 am siiil tiiut, Jiil^Mr Uhv ii«- 
 wooil, who. for your Hlfectioii, renounced tiie denr lies by 
 wliico iiijureii honour bound him to xeek vengeunoK — I mn 
 thill Uiivinswood, who lor your Krike furg^ive, n;ty, clH^pe<l 
 liatiils in fritMidship, with the opjiicssor and |iillii>;er uf iiis 
 house — the Iriiducer and inuidert-r of his father ! 
 
 Laili/ A. (i..) My daugtiter, sir, has no occasion to dis- 
 pute the identity of your person. Tlie venom of your 
 present languay;e is sufficient to remind her Iliac lilic spcdka 
 with the mortal enemy of her family. 
 
 Jiao. 1 pray you to be pati<'nt, madnm : my answer must 
 come from liei' own lijis. Once more, Miss A->liton, I aia 
 that llaveiiswood to wiiom you (granted tlie solemn engage- 
 ment wijicii you here desire to retract and cuucul. 
 
 Jjuci/. it was my motiier ; 1 
 
 Lndij A. She speaks truly : it was I who advised, per- 
 suaded, and commanded her to set aside an unhappy and 
 piecipitate eni;ageineiit. 
 
 Jiav. [To Lucy.'] And is this all? Are you willing to 
 bi:terKWOiii faitii, the fxercise of freewill and niutual 
 alTection, to such unnatural and iiard-hearted tyranny ? 
 Hear again wliat I have sacrificed for you, ere you sancriun 
 what has been done in your name. The lioiiour of an an- 
 cient family — the urgent advice of tiiy best friends have 
 been used in vain to sway my resolution — neither the ar- 
 guments of reason, nor ttie portents of superstition, have 
 shaken my faith. Tlis very dead have arisen to warn me, 
 and their warnings have Ijeen despised. Are you prepared 
 to pierce my heart, for its fuielity, with the very weapons 
 which my rasli confiden(;e entrusted to your grasp ? 
 
 Lady A. Master of Ravenswood. you have asked what 
 questions you thougiit fit ; you see the total incapacity of 
 my daughter to answer you. Hut I will reply for her, and 
 in a manner which you cannot dispute. You desire to 
 know whetiier Lucy Ashton, of her own free will, wishes 
 to atinul the engagement into which bite has been tre- 
 panned I You have her letter, under her own hand, de- 
 manding the surrender of it ; and, as yet in(<re full evi- 
 dence of her purpose, here is the contract, which she ha* 
 this morning sut).^crlbt■d. in presence of this reverend gen- 
 tleman, will) Mr. llayston, uf Uuuklaw. \_Uetir»$ up, and 
 comes down v.. of Litcy,
 
 
 ICBMBII.3 THB BRIDB OF liAMMRRMCOR. 43 
 
 Rav. [Having gazed upon the deeds iu mute attonish- 
 ment.] Ana it was witnuut fraud or cuuipulsiua Uiac sho 
 cuUsoribed tins pHrchiiietit ? 
 
 Rand. I VOUCH it upon my sacred character. 
 Rav. Tins IS indeed an umleiimble piece of evidence, 
 anii It n'uutd be equHliy useless and dishonourable Co wtiste 
 anociier word in reaionsciance or re}iroacii. [Lad;/ Asltion 
 comes for ward. ^ Tliere, madam — [Uivitig to Lucy the 
 paper and piece of gold] — tliese are the tejliinoiiics of 
 youi' first engagement ; you may be more fuitlitul to tiiat 
 whicii you have just foinied. 1 will now trouble you to 
 return the corresponding tokens of my lU-placed couti- 
 deuce — I ougnt ratiier to say of my egregious folly ! 
 
 \_Lucg gazes on hint tmconscioim'g, raises her hanns, 
 and endeavours to disengage the riband, by whi.^h 
 the piece of gold is suspended round her neck. 
 Lady Ashton assists her — she gives (he gold and 
 a paper to Ravenswood. 
 Lucy. It was the last huk which bound me to life, and 
 it is broken 1 
 
 Rav. [Much affected.] And she could wear it thus — 
 could wear it in her very bosom — could wear it next her 
 
 heart — even when But complaint avails not. [TearM 
 
 the contract.] 1 will no longer be an intruder here. Your 
 evil wishes, and your worse offices, Lady A>luon, I will 
 oiilv return, by hoping these will be your last machinations 
 against the honour «ind happiness of your daugiiter. [Turn' 
 ing to Lucy ] And to you, madam, 1 have nothing further 
 to say, except a prayer to heaven that you may not become 
 a world's wonder for this act of wilful and deliberate per- 
 jury. [Going. 
 
 Lucy. [ Who has been endeavouring to rally her spirit* 
 for a last effort, breaks from her mother, and grasps htm 
 by the arm.] Stay ! Oh, stay ! Rav — Ravenswood — my 
 heart is breaking, and 1 cannot tell you : but do nut leave 
 me thus — a few moments, and all will be over. 
 
 Lady A. [Alarmed at her violence, and advancing to- 
 wards her one or two paces.] Lucy, my dearest Lucy ! 
 
 Lucy. Touch me not, mother — 'tis now too laie — I am 
 bevond all fear. Ravenswood, you know not what 1 have 
 endured— all united Hgainst me — your long silence — luy 
 letters intercepted — no friend to uid — no succour — no re- 
 ■ource. Taey have broken my heart ; but never, nevef 
 could they change my love. [Falling in Ait arnu.] Ra- 
 veastrood, forgive — forgive me. [Diet.
 
 44 THB BRIDR OF LAMMF.RMOOK. [aCT III. 
 
 Rav. Almighty Heaven ! The hand of death is on her 
 pallid cheek — she dies to prove her (aich ; and I — no, no ; 
 'tis thou, accursed fiend in human form — tnou liast dis- 
 graced the name of raothft -thou, thou hasc destroyed thy 
 child 1 Speak ! speak W e, Lucy ! one word to save uie 
 iioia the hell that lages .'. this Losom ! 
 
 [Raveitiwood yi.' :s on the body of Lucy in all the 
 frenzy of di i air. Lady Athlon, who has ap' 
 peared siru -t with the utmost horror, faints— >^ 
 Randolph :'ii,iports her to a chair, r. The doors 
 are violen. u bunt open, and Sir William, Colonel 
 Ashton, Bucklaw, and all the Doinestics rush in, 
 with swords drawn. Sir William comes down, l. ; 
 the rest, r. 
 Sir W. My daughter,dead ! 
 
 Buck. There stands the murderer I Rush on him I 
 Tear him from her 1 Revenge! revenge! {All prepare to 
 rush on Ravenswaud. who i« on the ground, hold- 
 ing the body of Lucy in his arms. He rises and 
 turns to them. 
 Rav. Behold your victim ! Pause not, but plunge your 
 weapons here, home to my heart ; each hand ttiat strikes, 
 I welcome as a friend — but mortal force siiall never tear 
 her from me. Inhuman monsters, you have killed her J 
 and now she's n.iiie for ever ! | They are all rushing on 
 him ; Colonel Ashton interferes. 
 
 Col. A. Hold ! 1 command ye all. To me, to roe alone, 
 his blood is due. By roy hand he falls, or here complete* 
 the ruin of my family. Ravenswood, arise, and singly meet 
 me ; rise, murderer ! coward, rise ! [Ravenswood starts 
 up, draws, and engages Colonel Ashtan. At the 
 first pass, Ravenswood runs upon his sword. 
 Rav. Thus I provoke my fate. [Falls, c] 'Tis past! 
 the prediction is fulfilled ; the blood of Ravenswood flows 
 in the hail of his ancestors 1 Accursed race, contemplate 
 and enjoy your savage triumph — vre are beyond your ma- 
 lice. Lucy, 1 come : — in life they severed us, but iu death 
 we are united. [Dies. 
 
 DISPOSITION OF THE CHARACTERS AT THB 
 
 FALL OF THE CURTAIN. 
 
 %. Domest;cs. DoMr.iiTics. l. 
 
 Lady Ashton. Lucy. Col, Ashton. 
 
 Randolph. Ravenswood. Bucklaw. 
 SiB WiJULiAM. HfiNar, 
 
 THB END.
 
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