Will grant no audience to the ambassador
Of France to-day. Such were my high commands--
They're executed.

QUEEN.
Marquis, is that all
You have to tell me from him?

MARQUIS.
Nearly all
That justifies me thus to seek your presence.

QUEEN.
Well, marquis, I'm contented not to hear
What should, perhaps, remain a secret from me.

MARQUIS.
True, queen! though were you other than yourself,
I should inform you straight of certain things--
Warn you of certain men--but this to you
Were a vain office. Danger may arise
And disappear around you, unperceived.
You will not know it--of too little weight
To chase the slumber from your angel brow.
But 'twas not this, in sooth, that brought me hither,
Prince Carlos----

QUEEN.
What of him? How have you left him?

MARQUIS.
E'en as the only wise man of his time,
In whom it is a crime to worship truth--
And ready, for his love to risk his life,
As the wise sage for his. I bring few words--
But here he is himself.

[Giving the QUEEN a letter.

QUEEN (after she has read it).
He says he must
Speak with me----

MARQUIS.
So do I.

QUEEN.
And will he thus
Be happy--when he sees with his own eyes,
That I am wretched?

MARQUIS.
No; but more resolved,
More active.

QUEEN.
How?

MARQUIS.
Duke Alva is appointed
To Flanders.

QUEEN.
Yes, appointed--so I hear.

MARQUIS.
The king cannot retract:--we know the king.
This much is clear, the prince must not remain
Here in Madrid, nor Flanders be abandoned.

QUEEN.
And can you hinder it?

MARQUIS.
Perhaps I can,
But then the means are dangerous as the evil--
Rash as despair--and yet I know no other.

QUEEN.
Name them.

MARQUIS.
To you, and you alone, my queen,
Will I reveal them; for from you alone,
Carlos will hear them named without a shudder.
The name they bear is somewhat harsh.

QUEEN.
Rebellion!

MARQUIS.
He must prove faithless to the king, and fly
With secrecy to Brussels, where the Flemings
Wait him with open arms. The Netherlands
Will rise at his command. Our glorious cause
From the king's son will gather matchless strength,
The Spanish throne shall tremble at his arms,
And what his sire denied him in Madrid,
That will he willingly concede in Brussels.

QUEEN.
You've spoken with the king to-day--and yet
Maintain all this.

MARQUIS.