Thy favor gave, by heavens I will maintain

At my life's hazard. Let him go, it needs

Two moments only to exculpate me.

ELIZABETH.

Think not, with cunning words, to hide the truth.

LEICESTER.

That fear from him, so voluble of speech:

But what I say is to the heart addressed;

And I will justify what I have dared

To do, confiding in thy generous favor,

Before thy heart alone. I recognize

No other jurisdiction.

ELIZABETH.

Base deceiver

'Tis this, e'en this, which above all condemns you.

My lord, produce the letter.

[To BURLEIGH.

BURLEIGH.

Here it is.

LEICESTER (running over the letter without losing his presence of mind).

'Tis Mary Stuart's hand--

ELIZABETH.

Read and be dumb!

LEICESTER (having read it quietly).

Appearance is against me, yet I hope

I shall not by appearances be judged.

ELIZABETH.

Can you deny your secret correspondence

With Mary?-that she sent and you received

Her picture, that you gave her hopes of rescue?

LEICESTER.

It were an easy matter, if I felt

That I were guilty of a crime, to challenge

The testimony of my enemy:

Yet bold is my good conscience. I confess

That she hath said the truth.

ELIZABETH.

Well then, thou wretch!

BURLEIGH.

His own words sentence him--

ELIZABETH.

Out of my sight!

Away! Conduct the traitor to the Tower!

LEICESTER.

I am no traitor; it was wrong, I own,

To make a secret of this step to thee;

Yet pure was my intention, it was done

To search into her plots and to confound them.

ELIZABETH.

Vain subterfuge!

BURLEIGH.

And do you think, my lord--

LEICESTER.

I've played a dangerous game, I know it well,

And none but Leicester dare be bold enough

To risk it at this court. The world must know

How I detest this Stuart, and the rank

Which here I hold; my monarch's confidence,

With which she honors me, must sure suffice

To overturn all doubt of my intentions.

Well may the man thy favor above all

Distinguishes pursue a daring course

To do his duty!

BURLEIGH.

If the course was good,

Wherefore conceal it?

LEICESTER.

You are used, my lord,

To prate before you act; the very chime

Of your own deeds. This is your manner, lord;

But mine is first to act, and then to speak.

BURLEIGH.

Yes, now you speak because you must.

LEICESTER (measuring him proudly and disdainfully with his eyes).

And you

Boast of a wonderful, a mighty action,

That you have saved the queen, have snatched away

The mask from treachery; all is known to you;

You think, forsooth, that nothing can escape

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