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HE following fragments are part of a drama undertaken for the amusement of the individuals who composed our intimate society, but left unfinished. I have preserved a sketch of the story as far as it had been shadowed in the poet's mind.
An Enchantress, living in one of the islands of the Indian Archipelago, saves the life of a Pirate, a man of savage but noble nature. She becomes enamoured of him; and he, inconstant to his mortal love, for awhile returns her passion; but at length, recalling the memory of her whom he left, and who laments his
loss, he escapes from the Enchanted Island, and returns to his lady. His mode of life makes him again go to sea, and the Enchantress seizes the opportunity to bring him, by a spirit-brewed tempest, back to her Island.
M. W. S.
SCENE. Before the Cavern of the Indian Enchantress. The ENCHANTRESS comes forth.
He came like a dream in the dawn of life,
Make answer the while my heart shall break!
But my heart has a music which Echo's lips,
Though tender and true, yet can answer not, And the shadow that moves in the soul's eclipse Can return not the kiss by his now forgot;
Sweet lips! he who hath
Cast the darkness of absence, worse than death!
The ENCHANTRESS makes her spell: she is answered by a Spirit.
Within the silent centre of the earth
My mansion is; where I have lived insphered
Infinite depths of unknown elements
And lastly light, whose interfusion dawns
A good Spirit, who watches over the Pirate's fate, leads, in a mysterious manner, the lady of his love to the Enchanted Isle; and has also led thither a Youth, who loves the lady, but whose passion she returns only with a sisterly affection. The ensuing scene takes place between them on their arrival at the Isle, where they meet, but without distinct mutual recognition.
INDIAN YOUTH and LADY
And, if my grief should still be dearer to me Than all the pleasures in the world beside, Why would you lighten it?
I offer only That which I seek, some human sympathy In this mysterious island.
Oh! my friend,