The Duke of Gandia by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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But what ailed her? And she will not say.
CAESAR Sister, I sinned--sin must be mine. A word Fell out askance between us, and she wept Because our father chid us. LUCREZIA How should strife Find here a tongue to hiss with? Are not we, Brothers and sire and sister, sealed of God Lovers--made one in love? ALEXANDER Deride not God, Lucrezia. LUCREZIA Father, dost thou fear him, then? ALEXANDER I say not and I know not if I fear. FRANCESCO |
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