Fear not, his soul is great.

FELIX.
Thy comfort, oh my daughter, comes too late.
The thought to crush me down, to turn my heart to stone,
This, that I prized not worth for worth's dear sake alone!
Too well, Pauline, thou hast thy sire obeyed;
Thy heart was fond, but duty love betrayed.
How surely thy revolt had safety won!
'Tis thine obedience leaves us all undone.
In thee, in thee alone, one hope remains,
Love held him fast, relax not thou love's chains.
O Love, my sometime foe, forgive, be mine ally,
And let the dart that slew now bring the remedy!

PAUL.
Forbid it, Heaven! One good yet mine,--_my will_,
The dart that wounded has the power to kill.
One lesson woman learns--her feebleness;
Shame is the only grief without redress.
The traitor heart shall still a prisoner be;
For freedom were disgrace to thee and me!
_I will not_ see him!

FELIX.
But one word! Be kind!

PAUL.
I will not, for I love!--and love is blind.
Before his kingly eye my soul to unveil