Beloved queen! I could not set thee free;

Yet take a lesson from me how to die.

Mary, thou holy one, O! pray for me!

And take me to thy heavenly home on high.

[Stabs himself, and falls into the arms of the guard.

SCENE V.

The apartment of the Queen.

ELIZABETH, with a letter in her hand, BURLEIGH.

ELIZABETH.

To lure me thither! trifle with me thus!

The traitor! Thus to lead me, as in triumph,

Into the presence of his paramour!

Oh, Burleigh! ne'er was woman so deceived.

BURLEIGH.

I cannot yet conceive what potent means,

What magic he exerted, to surprise

My queen's accustomed prudence.

ELIZABETH.

Oh, I die

For shame! How must he laugh to scorn my weakness!

I thought to humble her, and was myself

The object of her bitter scorn.

BURLEIGH.

By this

You see how faithfully I counselled you.

ELIZABETH.

Oh, I am sorely punished, that I turned

My ear from your wise counsels; yet I thought

I might confide in him. Who could suspect

Beneath the vows of faithfullest devotion

A deadly snare? In whom can I confide

When he deceives me? He, whom I have made

The greatest of the great, and ever set

The nearest to my heart, and in this court

Allowed to play the master and the king.

BURLEIGH.

Yet in that very moment he betrayed you,

Betrayed you to this wily Queen of Scots.

ELIZABETH.

Oh, she shall pay me for it with her life!

Is the death-warrant ready?

BURLEIGH.

'Tis prepared

As you commanded.

ELIZABETH.

She shall surely die-

He shall behold her fall, and fall himself!

I've driven him from my heart. No longer love,

Revenge alone is there: and high as once

He stood, so low and shameful be his fall!

A monument of my severity,

As once the proud example of my weakness.

Conduct him to the Tower; let a commission

Of peers be named to try him. He shall feel

In its full weight the rigor of the law.

BURLEIGH.

But he will seek thy presence; he will clear--

ELIZABETH.

How can he clear himself? Does not the letter

Convict him. Oh, his crimes are manifest!

BURLEIGH.

But thou art mild and gracious! His appearance,

His powerful presence--

ELIZABETH.

I will never see him;

No never, never more. Are orders given

Not to admit him should he come?

BURLEIGH.

'Tis done.

PAGE (entering).

The Earl of Leicester!

ELIZABETH.

The presumptuous man!

I will not see him. Tell him that I will not.

PAGE.

I am afraid to bring my lord this message,

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