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 | Gustavus Vasa, The Deliverer of his Country |  |
SCENE Mountains of Dalecarlia.
Enter Gustavus as a Peasant—Dalecarlians following.
Gust.
Ye Men of Sweden, wherefore are ye come?
See ye not yonder, how the Locusts swarm,
To drink the Fountains of your Honour up,
And leave your Hills a Desart—Wretched Men!
Why came ye forth? Is this a Time for Sport?
Or are ye met with Song and jovial Feast,
To welcome your new Guests, your Danish Visitants?
To stretch your supple Necks beneath their Feet,
And fawning lick the Dust?—Go, go, my Countrymen,
Each to your several Mansions, trim them out,
Cull all the tedious Earnings of your Toil
To purchase Bondage—Bid your blooming Daughters,
And your chaste Wives to spread their Beds with Softness;
Then go ye forth, and with your proper Hands
Conduct your Masters in; conduct the Sons
Of Lust and Violation—O Swedes, Swedes!
Heav'ns! are ye Men, and will ye suffer this?
Enter Gustavus as a Peasant—Dalecarlians following.
Gust.
Ye Men of Sweden, wherefore are ye come?
See ye not yonder, how the Locusts swarm,
To drink the Fountains of your Honour up,
And leave your Hills a Desart—Wretched Men!
Why came ye forth? Is this a Time for Sport?
Or are ye met with Song and jovial Feast,
To welcome your new Guests, your Danish Visitants?
To stretch your supple Necks beneath their Feet,
And fawning lick the Dust?—Go, go, my Countrymen,
Each to your several Mansions, trim them out,
Cull all the tedious Earnings of your Toil
To purchase Bondage—Bid your blooming Daughters,
And your chaste Wives to spread their Beds with Softness;
Then go ye forth, and with your proper Hands
Conduct your Masters in; conduct the Sons
Of Lust and Violation—O Swedes, Swedes!
Heav'ns! are ye Men, and will ye suffer this?
| Gustavus Vasa, The Deliverer of his Country | |