University of Virginia Library

Search this document 

3

SCENE I.

Inside View of the Temple, dedicated to Bel the God of Fire, with the flactaga, or sacred fire burning.

HERE all the Irish Priests and Druids meet on the last day of October, on the evening of which day it is enacted that no other fire shall be used throughout the kingdom, in order that all the fires may be derived from this, which being lighted up as a fire of sacrifice, would render the rest propitious and holy.

Priests, Druids, and Priestesses—Enter, bowing to the flactaga.



4

CHORUS.
Now the wintry Moons appear,
Chilly storms deform the year;
Mighty Bel, to thee we bow,
Kindly genial heat bestow,
In lucid flame thy chearing rays
Thro' Cottage, Palace, Camp shall blaze;
A glowing heat (no hostile brand)
To purify and bless the land.

Trumpets sounded without, Cobthach, the usurping monarch of Munster and murderer of his brother Laughaire, enters, preceded by troops, &c. who bow to the altar.—Sound of warlike instruments— enter, Sitric, a Danish chief, followed by Danes, he kneels respectfully to Cobthach, who raises him affectionately, pointing to a Banner, on which is written “Sitric (the Dane) for his services, declared heir to Cobthach;”—Sitric bows gratefully for the favour bestowed—enter hastily, a Chief, he presents a pacquet to Cobthach, who, much agitated, gives it Sitric to open, ordering the soldiers to withdraw, who exeunt, each having lit his torch, following in procession the Druids, &c.

Sitric draws Cobthach towards him, and shews him the contents of the pacquet, “the murdered


5

Laughaire's offspring live.” The former, much agitated, asks Sitric's advice, who draws out of his bosom a miniature of Maon, demanding if he is the person to be dreaded? which Cobthach answers in the affirmative, presenting a dagger to Sitric, who, receiving it with savage motion, intimates the pleasure with which he undertakes his death. Cobthach thanks him for his promptitude, and eagerly produces another miniature, that of Moriat, Maon's wife. Sitric seems struck with her beauty!—Druids cross the stage, and Cobthach and Sitric follow to consult them relative to the truth of the intelligence they have received.