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Halloween ; or, The Castles of Athlin and Dunbayne

A New Grand Scotch Spectacle
Cross, J. C.
  
HALLOWEEN;
  
[note]
  
[castlist]

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PART I.
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SCENE I.
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SCENE II.
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SCENE III.
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SCENE IV.
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SCENE V.
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SCENE VI.
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SCENE VII.
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SCENE VIII.
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SCENE IX.
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PART II.

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SCENE II.

—Athlin Castle built on the summit of a Rock, its base in the Sea, by which two thirds of it is surrounded—a banner on the turret—
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the entrance by an outer gate, to which a bugle horn is attached—the Moon still shining, and the Castle Windows transparent, with interior illuminations.
Enter two of Osbert's Vassals, much fatigued— one sounds the horn—Warder enters through the gate to them, bearing a flask of wine and goblet, seems surprised at their return without Osbert, their lord!
DUET—WARDER AND VASSAL.

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Warder.
Ho! why dost thou quake? where's our Baron so bold?
His absence has caus'd Joy's delay!

Vassal.
'Tis bewitch'd Halloween—Sprites and Fairies I ween,
Have our Baron bewitched away!
Woe is me!—woe is me!
Have our Baron bewitched away!

Warder.
The Feast is prepared, gallant Chiefs in the Hall,
This goblet I fill unto thee.

Vassal.
Tho' joy 'twou'd impart, grief so goads my poor heart,
No joy has the goblet for me!
Well-a-day, &c.

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Vassal.
How shall I the Castle inform of our loss,
How shall the sad story be told?
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Tears will start from each eye—every breast heave a sigh,
And the blood of our Clan will run cold.
Woe is me!—woe is me!
And the blood of our Clan will run cold!

Warden.
Come, sorrow is dry, drink, your bosom 'twill cheer,
Drink an end, honest heart, to our woes!
A cup of good Ale, will enliven thy tale,

Vassal.
With sorrow my Cup overflows!
Well-a-day, &c.

They enter the Castle Gate.
Osbert and Alleyn approach, the former welcoming the latter to his Castle—winds the bugle horn— the Vassals and Warder return, and, perceiving their Lord, sink at his feet in an extacy of joy.
GLEE—ACCOMPANIED BY THE BELLS.
Alleyn, Vassal, and Warder.
Sound, Warder, the horn,
Let the merry bells ring;
Gallant Osbert's return
Revives us like Spring:
Chearily, chearily, chearily!
Every Year on this Night,
With glad Harmony's sound;
We to feasting invite,
And the glass circle round.
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While our Minstrels sing,
And our sweet bells ring,
Merrily! merrily! merrily!

Exeunt into the Cottage.
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