The German Classics of the Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries, Volume 03 - Masterpieces of German Literature Translated into English. in Twenty Volumes by Unknown
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DUCHESS.
Hope! I have none! MAX (_who during the last scene has been standing at a distance, in a visible struggle of feelings, advances_). This can I not endure. With most determined soul did I come hither; My purposed action seem'd unblamable To my own conscience--and I must stand here Like one abhorr'd, a hard inhuman being: Yea, loaded with the curse of all I love! Must see all whom I love in this sore anguish, Whom I with one word can make happy--O! My heart revolts within me, and two voices Make themselves audible within my bosom. My soul's benighted; I no longer can Distinguish the right track. O, well and truly Didst thou say, father, I relied too much On my own heart. My mind moves to and fro-- know not what to do. COUNTESS. What! you know not? Does not your own heart tell you? O! then I Will tell it you. Your father is a traitor, A frightful traitor to us--he has plotted Against our General's life, has plunged us all |
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