 | Mary Stuart |  |
SCENE THE FIRST.
Henry.Hen.
No, delay profits not; nor should I now
Temporise longer. Spite of my desire,
A treacherous pageantry of honour waits me.
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To me assign'd? ... 'Tis true, beneath one roof
Innocence and imposture ill unite;
The treacherous palace is no home for me:
But the insult is too manifest; too manifest
The implied mistrust. Let me decide at last,
At last adopt some measures.—Ormond seeks
To speak to me; let him be heard. Perchance
He may suggest, when I the least expect it,
Some remedy, some project of deliverance.
| Mary Stuart | |