Scene I.Julias Dressing-Room.
Julia discovered alone.
Jul. How this message has alarmed me! what dreadful accident can he mean? why such charge to be alone?O Faulkland! how many unhappy momentshow many tears have you cost me.
Jul. What means this?why this caution, Faulkland?
Faulk. Alas! Julia, I am come to take a long farewell.
Jul. Heavens! what do you mean?
Faulk. You see before you a wretch, whose life is forfeited. Nay, start not!the infirmity of my temper has drawn all this misery on me. I left you fretful and passionatean untoward accident drew me into a quarrelthe event is, that I must fly this kingdom instantly. O Julia, had I been so fortunate as to have called you mine entirely, before this mischance had fallen on me, I should not so deeply dread my banishment!
Jul. My soul is opprest with sorrow at the nature of your misfortune: had these adverse circumstances arisen from a less fatal cause I should have felt strong comfort in the thought that I could now chase from your bosom every doubt of the warm sincerity of my love. My heart has long known no other guardianI now entrust my person to your honourwe will fly together. When safe from pursuit, my fathers will may be fulfilledand I receive a legal claim to be the partner of your sorrows, and tenderest comforter. Then on the bosom of your wedded Julia, you may lull your keen regret to slumbering, while virtuous love, with a cherubs hand, shall smoothe the brow of upbraiding thought, and pluck the thorn from compunction.
Faulk. O Julia! I am bankrupt in gratitude! but the time is so pressing, it calls on you for so hasty a resolution.Would you not wish some hours to weigh the advantages you forego, and what little compensation poor Faulkland can make you beside his solitary love?
Jul. I ask not a moment. No, Faulkland, I have loved you for yourself: and if I now, more than ever, prize the solemn engagement which so long has pledged us to each other, it is because it leaves no room for hard aspersions on my fame, and puts the seal of duty to an act of love. But let us not linger. Perhaps this delay
Faulk. Twill be better I should not venture out again till dark. Yet am I grieved to think what numberless distresses will press heavy on your gentle disposition!
Jul. Perhaps your fortune may be forfeited by this unhappy act.I know not whether tis so; but sure that alone can never make us unhappy. The little I have will be sufficient to support us; and exile never should be splendid.
Faulk. Ay, but in such an abject state of life, my wounded pride perhaps may increase the natural fretfulness of my temper, till I become a rude, morose companion, beyond your patience to endure. Perhaps the recollection of a deed my conscience cannot justify may haunt me in such gloomy and unsocial fits, that I shall hate the tenderness that would relieve me, break from your arms, and quarrel with your fondness!
Jul. If your thoughts should assume so unhappy a bent, you will the more want some mild and affectionate spirit to watch over and console you! one who, by bearing your infirmities with gentleness and resignation, may teach you so to bear the evils of your fortune.
Faulk. Julia, I have proved you to the quick! and with this useless device I throw away all my doubts. How shall I plead to be forgiven this last unworthy effect of my restless, unsatisfied disposition?
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