SCENE II. The Master's liait, as at the commencement of Act III. COM MANDER llCGO, fully equipped. An ESQUIRE, carrying h sword and lance behind him.1 COMMANDER. Only thus far ! I thank thee !—llow stands nil I' the harbour ? Is tho galley there, full-rigged To sail? SQCIRE. She only waits the trumpet-blast To start ; for favouring blows tho wiud, praiso God ! COMMANDER. Praise God, say'st thou ? God mend it !—Give them me, I still can carry lance myself—now go ! [Takes sword and lance from his hand Exit ESQUIRE. (Alone; approaching Hugo's statue.) Well, ancient Hugo ! my foreboding soul Warns me wo meet from this day forth no more ; Farewell !—Thy grey disciple ne'er again Shall see thy face ! It hath me many a time, When blackness lay before my soul, God mend it ! With magic power revived. This day they lead To Franco thine aged son ; there, boys will come Deriding tbe old grey-beard's antique stylo And bearing ; nor shall them my trusty sword Chastize, for now my arm has lost its nerve And power! and therefore I havo rather brought To thee the sword. These seven deep notches hero (Showing them on the sword.) 1 Rule XXXI. " Vie grant unto each Knight only one esquire." Trans. 222 THE TE M PLARS IN CTPRCS. [ACT