That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion ;

Sans teeth, sans eyes,

[All retire to table.

sans taste, sans-every thing. Enter ORLANDO and ADAM, L.

Duke. Welcome. Set down your venerable burden,

And let him feed.

Orl.

I thank you most for him.

Adam. So had you need;

I scarce can speak to thank you for myself.
Duke. Welcome; fall to: I will not trouble you
As yet, to question you about your fortunes:-
Give us some music; and, good cousin, sing.

[AMIENS advances, c.

SONG.-Amiens.

Blow, blow, thou winter wind,

Thou art not so unkind

As man's ingratitude;

Thy tooth is not so keen,

Because thou art not seen,

Although thy breath be rude.

Heigh ho! sing, heigh ho! unto the green holly,
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly—
Then, heigh ho, the holly!

This life is most jolly!

Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky,

That dost not bite so nigh

As benefits forgot:

Though thou the waters warp
Thy sting is not so sharp

As friend remembered not.

Heigh ho! sing, heigh ho! unto the green holly,
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly-
Then heigh ho, the holly!

This life is most jolly!

Duke. [Comes forward] If that you were the good Sir Rowland's son,

As you have whispered faithfully you were,
And as mine eye doth his effigies witness,
Most truly limbed, and living in your face,-
Be truly welcome hither. I am the duke,
That loved your father. The residue of your fortune,
Go to my cave and tell me.-Good old man,
Thou art right welcome, as thy master is:-
Support him by the arm.-Give me your hand,
And let me all your fortunes understand.

Tableau. Curtain.

COSTUMES.

DUKE.-Blue and white doublet and pantaloons; buff waistcoat; round green velvet hat and white plumes; russet boots; a vandyke, and gauntlets.

AMIENS.-Blue doublet and pantaloons; white waistcoat; round

purple hat and white plume; russet boots; vandyke, and gauntlets.

JAQUES.-Blue doublet and pantaloons, trimmed with brown fur; black hat and blue plume; russet boots; vandyke, and gauntlets.

ORLANDO.-Blue jacket; buff pantaloons; russet boots; vandyke, gauntlets; hat and plume; sword. ADAM.-Attire of old man.

LORDS.-Foresters' costume of green, with gold lace.

REMARKS AND SUGGESTIONS.

These elegant scenes are very easy to perform, and to commit them to memory is to cultivate the taste and improve the heart. Such beautiful language one would not wish to forget. The amateur can not become too familiar with the masterpieces of Shakespeare. They are worth all the rest of English dramatic literature together.

Let the words of this drama be thoroughly studied, and frequently rehearsed before being rendered in public.

The costumes, properties, and attitudes, must be perfectly

correct.

The Prologue at the beginning of the piece may be spoken by Amiens, by one of the lords, or by some good declaimer not cast in the play. It should be delivered in a loud, clear, and distinct tone, so as to attract the attention of the audience, and prepare their minds for the play.

Short musical interludes, between the scenes, add to the agreeable effect of the play.

SCENE I:-The Court of LORD RANDOLPH's Castle. Enter LADY RANDOLPH hastily, accompanied by LORD RANDOLPH and NORVAL, with their swords drawn and bloody.

Lady Rand. Not vain the stranger's fears! how

fares my lord?

Lord Rand.

That it fares well, thanks to this

gallant youth,

Whose valor saved me from a wretched death!
As down the winding dale I walked alone,
At the cross-way four armed men attacked me:
Rovers, I judge, from the licentious camp,
Who would have quickly laid Lord Randolph low,
Had not this brave and generous stranger come,
Like my good angel, in the hour of fate,
And, mocking danger, made my foes his own.
They turned upon him, but his active arm

Struck to the ground, from whence they rose no

more,

The fiercest two; the others fled amain,

And left him master of the bloody field.
Speak, Lady Randolph: upon beauty's tongue
Dwell accents pleasing to the brave and bold.
Speak, noble dame, and thank him for thy lord.
Lady Rand. My lord, I can not speak what now

I feel.

My heart o'erflows with gratitude to Heaven
And to this noble youth, who, all unknown
To you and yours, deliberated not,

Nor paused at peril; but, humanely brave,
Fought on your side, against such fearful odds.

Have you yet learned of him, whom we should

thank?

Whom call the savior of Lord Randolph's life?