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The unpublished plays of Thomas Holley Chivers

Chivers, T. H. (1809-1858)

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Count Julian, Or The Virgin of the First Fond Love.
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Act III
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Act IV
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Act V
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Osceola; Or The Seminolian Captive
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Act III
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Act IV
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Charles Stuart Prince of Wales;
  
Preface
  
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Act III
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Act IV
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Act V
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Leoni, or the Orphan of Venice.
  
[prologue]
  
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Scene III

(The shore of the Beautiful Island. Lamorah's cottage in the distance. He and Count Julian discovered in the boat approaching the shore. Canondah, Lamorah's wife, runs from the cottage to meet them. They land.
Canondah,
embracing Lamorah.
Brave Eagle of my heart! I looked for thee!
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Celuta said some one would come with you.
Come to my arms, my love! hear how the birds
Sing but to welcome you on shore again!
My heart is full!

Lamorah
Fond dove! Know you this boy?
Bride of Lamorah's soul! this is our son—
Yanassa from the Land of Souls.

Canondah,
much astonished
My son?

Lamorah
Thy Spirit-Son come from the Land of Souls.
Welcome him home again! Kiss him my love!

Canondah
The White-Man's son, you mean?

Lamorah
He is thy son.

Canondah
You mock me, brave Lamorah! he was dark.
Yanassa was not born the White-Man's child.
These features are not his. I know my son.

Count Julian
I see, dear mother! that you know me not.
I am thy son—come from the Land of Souls.
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All souls are pale-face in the Land of Souls.

Canondah
Ah! it is so? the Indian made the White-Man's child?
Why did the Great High Spirit change thy face?
But, if thou art my son, come to my arms!
Thou art my Eagle-boy! Here on this Isle,
Where White Man's foot shall never come—here, will
We spend our days in peace. Celuta said
Some one would come with you.

Count Julian
She did?
Then our two souls have been together, though
Our bodies have been far apart! Bright Soul!
But where is Ostenee?

Canondah
At home. Alas!
Our Eagle-Boy has seen some Evil-One!
Last night he saw a Star fall down from Heaven,
And kiss Celuta while she slept!

Lamorah
Fond dove!
It was Yanassa from the Land of Souls
She must not see Yanassa's spirit-face
Nor Morning Star of love—as white as hers—
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For she would love him from her very soul—
And Ostenee would take his life! So, you
Must keep her far away from him, until
I paint his face, when he may call her sister—
Until we send him far away from us,
When she can leap into his arms with joy,
And be his wife.—Now kiss our Spirit-Boy.

(They enter the Cottage)
Curtain falls
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