This work is written into a small notebook that contains as well a quotation from Shakespeare's The Merchant of Venice
Aladdin
Arabian Nights
The text of The Slave
The slave was composed
& written out by Gabriel
at some such age as 6—I
don't think he can have been
7—all the other matter
in the booklet appears to
be his.
W.M.R
1905
A Spanish Lord.
an Officer.
A Servant to Traitor
an English knight.
Scene, Manuel's palace.
Traitor Solus
Ho Slave give me
my sword! Enter
Slave. Sl.
Here is
your sword. Tr. Slave
villain thou shalt
die! Sl.
O my lord have
mercy! Tr. I will not
slave! Slave falls
on
his knees. Sl. Down
with
Tr.
Slave thou diest!
Exeunt fighting.
with a bloody
sword. Sl. I have
wounded him!
ho if thou be est
alive. Come out
and fight
me! Enter
Traitor. Tr. down
Slave I dare thee
on Coward
thou
diest! they fight
Tr. Slave! Exeunt.
Don Manuel solus
Ma. Villains com[e]
out to battle ho I
say! Enter Soldiers.
1st
So. My lord.?
2nd.
So. your grace?
Tr. fight Cowards
fight! Sol. Draw
draw!
Exeunt
dr awing their swords.
Act II d. Scene the Ist.
Enter the Traitor, with a drawing sword in his hand.
Act 2 nd. Scene 2nd.
Enter Mortimer.
Mor. Ho Villain!
what news now?
Enter a Messenger.
Mes. my Lord the
Traitor for thy
noble
cause! Exit.
Traitor Passes over
the stage,
and Exit
Mortimer.
Enter Manuel.
Man. on Slave
to battle ho!
Enter Slave: Sl.
down
Manuel! Man. Coward
Slave and villain!
Sl. I dare
thee on
die Coward! Man. Traitor
thou diest! draws.
Sl.
Coward! draws.
beware! they fight.
Enter Guards armed.
1st. Ga. what ho [?].
Who is th
2nd. G. I. Guards
hasten over the
stage. Enter
Traitor Tr. ho I
have lost
grievous
thought! I will
not lose away a-
way falls on his
sword
and dies.
Enter Mortimer.
Mor. O! Who lies here?
the
Traitor bathed
in blood. O! noble
countryman! O! loving
Soldier. I grieve
for
thee. O! brave companion!
I grieve for thee
brave partner
but yet I will not
live to
see thee thus
stabs himself. O! I
am slain. Dies.
Enter
Manuel
and Slave fighting.
Slave is slain and
exit
Manuel.
the End.
The quality of mercy is not
strained; It droppeth, as the
gentle
rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath. It
is twice blessed; It
blesseth
him that gives, and him that
takes. T'is mightiest in
the
mightiest; it becomes. The th
monarch better than his clown.
His sceptre shows the force
of
temporal power, The attribute
to awe and majesty, Wherein
doth sit
the dread and fear
of kings. But mercy is above
this scepter'd sway,
It is en-
-throned in the hearts of kings
It is an attribute to God him-
-self; And earthly power
doth
then shew likest God.
When mercy seasons justice,
Therfore, Jew, Though justice
be thy
plea, consider this,—
That, in the course of
justice,
none of us Should see salvation.
We do pray for
mercy;
And that same prayer doth
teach us all to render
The
deeds of mercy. I have
spoke thus much, To miti-
-gate the justice
of thy plea;
Which if thou follow, this
strict court of
Venice
Must needs give sentence
'gainst the mercha
by Gabriel Rossetti
Painter of Playpictures.
Officers, Eunuchs, Guards,
Slaves,
Servants, Jewellers, Heralds,
Soldiers, Grooms, Genii, Attendants,
Cupbearers,
Musicians &c. &c. &c. &c.
Act 1.st. Scene 1st.
E
Aladdin. Al. Where will you
lead me?
Mag. Into a bea[u]
-tiful garden, where all sorts
of fruits' grow. Al. Is't this?
Mag. Nay, it is not. Al. What
more beautiful garden than this.
D