Guatemozin A Drama Author:Malcolm Macdonald General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1878 Original Publisher: J.B. Lippincott Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can... more » select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: Farfan. Panfilio, we are uncourteous. Panfilio. Nay, We do not go because the wine is gone. Ramon. I blame you not. Good-night. Severally going. Good-night. Good-night. SCENE III. -- TEZCUCO. The same night. A room in Cortes' quarters. Enter Cortes. Cortes. The earth's calm confidence of strength disdains The lightnings, storms, and tremors of her frame That harm the unrevengeful hills and vales: Content to hide her hurt with fruitfulness, And win redeeming beauty from a wound ; So I would turn defeat to victory. They thought us gods, allegiance gave our king, They decked our arms, and crowned our heads with flowers. Were we deceived ? Was it for sacrifice ? Or did contact reveal humanity Ungodly, and credulity revenge Itself with our overthrow? That saddest night A harping memory lives. I strove for power By peaceful arts, that leave no rankling wounds To linger civil wars; the sword unsheathed Must never bloodless to the scabbard turn. This dynasty will not let go its power With every fortress levelled to the plain ; Its armies mown as by a pestilence, Men's fierce and obdurate hearts must broken be, Their wills be beaten down, their hopes made fail, And all the bolts and bars of custom broken; Society disrupt, its members cast, Like bursting waters, 'broad, and then reborn, The State may rise, and only know the past An alien chronicle, so changed and new Its outer powers and inner potencies. Knocking heard at the door. Who knocks? It was the wind. Ah ! I will strike With mailed hand on Fame till every bolt A...« less