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The Dynasts: An Epic Drama Of The War With Napoleon, a play by Thomas Hardy |
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Part 2 - Act 6 - Scene 6. London. Carlton House And The Streets Adjoining |
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_ PART SECOND. ACT SIXTH. SCENE VI. [It is a cloudless midsummer evening, and as the west fades the stars beam down upon the city, the evening-star hanging like a jonquil blossom. They are dimmed by the unwonted radiance which spreads around and above Carlton House. As viewed from aloft the glare rises through the skylights, floods the forecourt towards Pall Mall, and kindles with a diaphanous glow the huge tents in the gardens that overlook the Mall. The hour has arrived of the Prince Regent's festivity. A stream of carriages and sedan-chairs, moving slowly, stretches from the building along Pall Mall into Piccadilly and Bond Street, and crowds fill the pavements watching the bejewelled and feathered occupants. In addition to the grand entrance inside the Pall Mall colonnade there is a covert little "chair-door" in Warwick Street for sedans only, by which arrivals are perceived to be slipping in almost unobserved.]
What domiciles are those, of singular expression,
Therein the princely host's two spouses dwell; [The walls of the two houses--one in Park Lane, the other at Kensington--become transparent.] I see within the first his latter wife-- [Suddenly a Beau on his way to the Carlton House festival halts at her house, calls, and is shown in.] He brings her news that a fresh favourite rules [The Princess is seen to jump up from table at some words from her visitor, and clap her hands.] These tidings, juxtaposed,
Mine God, I'll go disguised--in some dead name
Good. Now for the other sweet and slighted spouse.
The second roof shades the Fitzherbert Fair;
The guest-card which I publicly refused
She cloaks and veils, and in her private chair
With dames of strange repute, who bear a ticket
A wife of the body, a wife of the mind,
Cease fooling on weak waifs who love and wed [The walls of Carlton House open, and the spectator finds himself confronting the revel.] _ |