The Blacksmith of Antwerp / by Emmet Hill.

Benjamin Ward Richardson

Date:: 1861

Credit: The Blacksmith of Antwerp / by Emmet Hill. Source: Wellcome Collection.

Provider: This material has been provided by Royal College of Physicians, London. The original may be consulted at Royal College of Physicians, London.

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Christine. Master, ’tis Metsy; Metsy from Hans Brinkt, The cousin of your Bergamot; she brings Such news, my master, as will cheer your heart. Mandijnn. I want no news ; I want my Bergamot, I want my daughter, and I want my Kasper ! Metsy. Your daughter. Sir, is coming here to-day. Mandynn. My daughter coming! ah, you jest with me ! Metsy. No, I would not presume to jest with you; Your daughter comes, and Bergamot is with her. Christine. See, how he brightens up ! Mandynn. And Bergamot is coming here to-day ? Metsy. Yes, Sir, they both are coming here to-day. Mandynn. And Kasper, where is he ? I have not seen him These three weeks past! Why does he keep away ? Metsy. Kasper, I thank the saints, has fled for ever. Caught out in crime he sped to Haarlem, Where his own father saw him to disown him. He is gone, ’tis said, to Spain, to join a crew Who seek their fortunes in a distant world. I hope he’ll find some better work out there ; Here he has done enough to curse an age ! Mandijnn. What means all this ? Where was my daughter found ? Metsy. With Bergamot, in search of Quentin Matsys, Whom they did find, by Kasper’s perjury, Before the inquisition under torture. They rescued him with Father Basil’s help; And on this day they make their way to Antwerp. To welcome them the town is all astir. For sure such news was never known before ; The sufferings they have borne, and such deliverance ! Mandynn. And so her heart is still upon that traitor; Curse her, curse him, curse Bergamot, and all! Metsy. For shame, Sir! let your hoary locks remind you G 5

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