Mary Stuart. Friedrich von Schiller
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Название: Mary Stuart

Автор: Friedrich von Schiller

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      Mary Stuart: A Tragedy

      DRAMATIS PERSONAE

      ELIZABETH, Queen of England.

      MARY STUART, Queen of Scots, a Prisoner in England.

      ROBERT DUDLEY, Earl of Leicester.

      GEORGE TALBOT, Earl of Shrewsbury.

      WILLIAM CECIL, Lord Burleigh, Lord High Treasurer.

      EARL OF KENT.

      SIR WILLIAM DAVISON, Secretary of State.

      SIR AMIAS PAULET, Keeper of MARY.

      SIR EDWARD MORTIMER, his Nephew.

      COUNT L'AUBESPINE, the French Ambassador.

      O'KELLY, Mortimer's Friend.

      COUNT BELLIEVRE, Envoy Extraordinary from France.

      SIR DRUE DRURY, another Keeper of MARY.

      SIR ANDREW MELVIL, her House Steward.

      BURGOYNE, her Physician.

      HANNAH KENNEDY, her Nurse.

      MARGARET CURL, her Attendant.

      Sheriff of the County.

      Officer of the Guard.

      French and English Lords.

      Soldiers.

      Servants of State belonging to ELIZABETH.

      Servants and Female Attendants of the Queen of Scots.

      ACT I

      SCENE I

      A common apartment in the Castle of Fotheringay.

      HANNAH KENNEDY, contending violently with PAULET, who is about to break open a closet; DRURY with an iron crown.

KENNEDY

         How now, sir? what fresh outrage have we here?

         Back from that cabinet!

PAULET

                      Whence came the jewel?

         I know 'twas from an upper chamber thrown;

         And you would bribe the gardener with your trinkets.

         A curse on woman's wiles! In spite of all

         My strict precaution and my active search,

         Still treasures here, still costly gems concealed!

         And doubtless there are more where this lay hid.

      [Advancing towards the cabinet.

KENNEDY

         Intruder, back! here lie my lady's secrets.

PAULET

         Exactly what I seek.

      [Drawing forth papers.

KENNEDY

                    Mere trifling papers;

         The amusements only of an idle pen,

         To cheat the dreary tedium of a dungeon.

PAULET

         In idle hours the evil mind is busy.

KENNEDY

         Those writings are in French.

PAULET

                         So much the worse!

         That tongue betokens England's enemy.

KENNEDY

         Sketches of letters to the Queen of England.

PAULET

         I'll be their bearer. Ha! what glitters here?

      [He touches a secret spring, and draws out jewels from a private drawer.

         A royal diadem enriched with stones,

         And studded with the fleur-de-lis of France.

      [He hands it to his assistant.

         Here, take it, Drury; lay it with the rest.

      [Exit DRURY.

      [And ye have found the means to hide from us Such costly things, and screen them, until now, From our inquiring eyes?]

KENNEDY

                      Oh, insolent

         And tyrant power, to which we must submit.

PAULET

         She can work ill as long as she hath treasures;

         For all things turn to weapons in her hands.

KENNEDY (supplicating)

         Oh, sir! be merciful; deprive us not

         Of the last jewel that adorns our life!

         'Tis my poor lady's only joy to view

         This symbol of her former majesty;

         Your hands long since have robbed us of the rest.

PAULET

         'Tis in safe custody; in proper time

         'Twill be restored to you with scrupulous care.

KENNEDY

         Who that beholds these naked walls could say

         That majesty dwelt here? Where is the throne?

         Where the imperial canopy of state?

         Must she not set her tender foot, still used

         To softest treading, on the rugged ground?

         With common pewter, which the lowliest dame

         Would scorn, they furnish forth her homely table.

PAULET

         Thus did she treat her spouse at Stirling once;

         And pledged, the while, her paramour in gold.

KENNEDY

         Even the mirror's trifling aid withheld.

PAULET

         The contemplation of her own vain image

         Incites to hope, and prompts to daring deeds.

KENNEDY

         Books are denied her to divert her mind.

PAULET

         The Bible still is left to mend her heart.

KENNEDY

         Even of her very lute she is deprived!

PAULET

         Because she tuned it to her wanton airs.

KENNEDY

         Is this a fate for her, the gentle born,

         Who in her very cradle was a queen?

         Who, reared in Catherine's luxurious court,

         Enjoyed the fulness of each earthly pleasure?

         Was't not enough to rob СКАЧАТЬ