  SCENE I OFF CAPE TRAFALGAR [A bird's eye view of the sea discloses itself. It is daybreak, and the broad face of the ocean is fringed on its eastern edge by the Cape and the Spanish shore. On the rolling surface immediately beneath the eye, ranged more or less in two parallel lines running north and south, one group from the twain standing off somewhat, are the vessels of the combined French and Spanish navies, whose canvases, as the sun edges upward, shine in its rays like satin. On the western horizon two columns of ships appear in full sail, small as moths to the aerial vision. They are bearing down towards the combined squadrons.] RECORDING ANGEL I [intoning from his book] At last Villeneuve accepts the sea and fate, Despite the Cadiz council called of late, Whereat his stoutest captains—men the first To do all mortals durst— Willing to sail, and bleed, and bear the worst, Short of cold suicide, did yet opine That plunging mid those teeth of treble line In jaws of oaken wood Held open by the English navarchy With suasive breadth and artful modesty, Would smack of purposeless foolhardihood. RECORDING ANGEL II But word came, writ in mandatory mood, To put from Cadiz, gain Toulon, and straight At a said sign on Italy operate. Moreover that Villeneuve, arrived as planned, Would find Rosily in supreme command.— Gloomy Villeneuve grows rash, and, darkly brave, Leaps to meet war, storm, Nelson—even the grave. SEMICHORUS I OF THE YEARS [aerial music] Ere the concussion hurtle, draw abreast Of the sea. SEMICHORUS II Where Nelson's hulls are rising from the west, Silently. SEMICHORUS I Each linen wing outspread, each man and lad Sworn to be SEMICHORUS II Amid the vanmost, or for Death, or glad Victory! [The point of sight descends till it is near the deck of the “Bucentaure,” the flag-ship of VILLENEUVE. Present thereupon are the ADMIRAL, his FLAG-CAPTAIN MAGENDIE, LIEUTENANT DAUDIGNON, other naval officers and seamen.] MAGENDIE All night we have read their signals in the air, Whereby the peering frigates of their van Have told them of our trend. VILLENEUVE The enemy Makes threat as though to throw him on our stern: Signal the fleet to wear; bid Gravina To come in from manoeuvring with his twelve, And range himself in line. [Officers murmur.] I say again Bid Gravina draw hither with his twelve, And signal all to wear!—and come upon The larboard tack with every bow anorth!— So we make Cadiz in the worst event. And patch our rags up there. As we head now Our only practicable thoroughfare Is through Gibraltar Strait—a fatal door! Signal to close the line and leave no gaps. Remember, too, what I have already told: Remind them of it now. They must not pause For signallings from me amid a strife Whose chaos may prevent my clear discernment, Or may forbid my signalling at all. The voice of honour then becomes the chief's; Listen they thereto, and set every stitch To heave them on into the fiercest fight. Now I will sum up all: heed well the charge; EACH CAPTAIN, PETTY OFFICER, AND MAN IS ONLY AT HIS POST WHEN UNDER FIRE. [The ships of the whole fleet turn their bows from south to north as directed, and close up in two parallel curved columns, the concave side of each column being towards the enemy, and the interspaces of the first column being, in general, opposite the hulls of the second.] AN OFFICER [straining his eyes towards the English fleet] How they skip on! Their overcrowded sail Bulge like blown bladders in a tripeman's shop The market-morning after slaughterday! PETTY OFFICER It's morning before slaughterday with us, I make so bold to bode! [The English Admiral is seen to be signalling to his fleet. The signal is: “ENGLAND EXPECTS EVERY MAN TO DO HIS DUTY.” A loud cheering from all the English ships comes undulating on the wind when the signal is read.] VILLENEUVE They are signalling too—Well, business soon begins! You will reserve your fire. And be it known That we display no admirals' flags at all Until the action's past. 'Twill puzzle them, And work to our advantage when we close.— Yes, they are double-ranked, I think, like us; But we shall see anon. MAGENDIE The foremost one Makes for the “Santa Ana.” In such case The “Fougueux” might assist her. VILLENEUVE Be it so— There's time enough.—Our ships will be in place, And ready to speak back in iron words When theirs cry Hail! in the same sort of voice. [They prepare to receive the northernmost column of the enemy's ships headed by the “Victory,” trying the distance by an occasional single shot. During their suspense a discharge is heard southward, and turning they behold COLLINGWOOD at the head of his column in the “Royal Sovereign,” just engaging with the Spanish “Santa Ana.” Meanwhile the “Victory's” mizzen-topmast, with spars and a quantity of rigging, is seen to have fallen, her wheel to be shot away, and her deck encumbered with dead and wounded men.] VILLENEUVE 'Tis well! But see; their course is undelayed, And still they near in clenched audacity! DAUDIGNON Which aim deft Lucas o' the “Redoubtable” Most gallantly bestirs him to outscheme.— See, how he strains, that on his timbers fall Blows that were destined for his Admiral! [During this the French ship “Redoubtable” is moving forward to interpose itself between the approaching “Victory” and the “Bucentaure.”] VILLENEUVE Now comes it! The “Santisima Trinidad,” The old “Redoubtable's” hard sides, and ours, Will take the touse of this bombastic blow. Your grapnels and your boarding-hatchets—ready! We'll dash our eagle on the English deck, And swear to fetch it! CREW Ay! We swear. Huzza Long live the Emperor! [But the “Victory” suddenly swerves to the rear of the “Bucentaure,” and crossing her stern-waters, discharges a broadside into her and the “Redoubtable” endwise, wrapping the scene in folds of smoke. The point of view changes.] SCENE II THE SAME. THE QUARTER-DECK OF THE “VICTORY” [The van of each division of the English fleet has drawn to the windward side of the combined fleets of the enemy, and broken their order, the “Victory” being now parallel to and alongside the “Redoubtable,” the “Temeraire” taking up a station on the other side of that ship. The “Bucentaure” and the “Santisima Trinidad” become jammed together a little way ahead. A smoke and din of cannonading prevail, amid which the studding-sail booms are shot away. NELSON, HARDY, BLACKWOOD, SECRETARY SCOTT, LIEUTENANT PASCO, BURKE the Purser, CAPTAIN ADAIR of the Marines, and other officers are on or near the quarter-deck.] |
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