Part 2

Medora, (a Grecian Maiden, Niece and Ward to Mrs. C. Miss J. Yussuf--a sacred pledge intrusted to her uncle,) Dillon. Manners.

Gulnare, (the reigning Beauty of the Pasha’s Mrs. B. Mrs. Harem, his favorite, and most other people’s, White. Vernon. it is hoped--including the audience,)

Zuliema, (a “light of other days” a little Mrs. C. Mrs. Cook. “faded,”) Melville.

Submarina, (the Fairy guardian of the Deep, Miss J. Mrs. H. B. Deep Sea, Chief Inspector of the Ocean Police, Ryder. Phillips. and Deputy Ruler of the Waves,)

Serena, (the Little Fairy at the bottom of the Mrs. M. Miss Emily Sea,) Wilton. Milton.

Corsairs, Slaves, Odalisques, Almas, Water Nymphs, Fairies, Guards, Attendants, &c.

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THE CORSAIR.

SCENE I.--Marine Aquarium, or Naiad’s Coralline Temple--WATER SPIRITS discovered sleeping in shells; TRITONS come in and arouse them, by sounding their conches; SPIRITS rise and dance; a coral grotto rises, having in it SUBMARINA, CORALIA, AZURINA, TEMPESTIA, &c.

Sub. Friends, mermaids, sprites and guardians of the sea, Leave off your dancing and attend to me; This is a public meeting, not a ball; Here come, I’ll take the chair--now silence, all.

All. Hear! hear!

Sub. [C.] Do let me speak, I say, once more-- Friends, sprites and guardians,

Cor. That you said before.

Sub. Another interruption of this sort, And I’ll--

Cor. [R. C.] Well, well, go on--but cut it short;

Sub. Friends, sprites, et cetera--We’ve assembled thus, The state of our dominions to discuss; Each day we read, in the Subaqueous Times, Of murders, robberies, and other crimes, Daily committed with impunity, In open day--upon the open sea-- Till none are safe who roam the ocean o’er.

Cor. They’re just as safe as if they stayed on shore; There, too, I’m told, you’ll find on the increase-- Burglaries--robberies--but not police.

Sub. Pray, what’s the shore to you--

Cor. I but to tell ye meant.

Sub. Pooh! pooh! on land we’re quite out of our element; What we’ve to do, is to find out some plan To rid the ocean of that bad young man, Conrad the Corsair.--None can safety gain Until, like gas, he’s turned off from the main; At all attempts to do so, he has laughed, While his great cunning saves his little craft; All commerce doth he from the waters sweep-- Cleans out the simple ones and scours the deep; None cross the seas thro’ fear of this vile rover-- Their spirits fail, ere they get half seas over-- In short, unless mankind from him we save, There’ll soon be no life on the ocean wave.

Cor. What shall we do, in his career to check him--

Azurina. Hang him!

Sub. Can’t catch him.

Tempestia. Raise a storm and wreck him.

Sub. A good idea, most reckless of all men; His ship destroyed, he’ll not be wreckless then. About it straight.

Music.--SERENA rises through trap, L. C.

Serena. One moment hear me, pray.

Sub. A motion, an arrest of judgment, eh!