Don Carlos by Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller
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page 113 of 338 (33%)
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And I would have your judgment on it.
DOMINGO. How! Discovery! To what do you allude? ALVA. Prince Carlos and myself this morning met In the queen's antechamber. I received An insult from him--we were both in heat-- The strife grew loud--and we had drawn our swords. Alarmed, from her apartments rushed the queen. She stepped between us,--with commanding eye Of conscious power, she looked upon the prince. 'Twas but a single glance,--but his arm dropped, He fell upon my bosom--gave me then A warm embrace, and vanished. DOMINGO (after a pause). This seems strange. It brings a something to my mind, my lord! And thoughts like these I own have often sprung Within my breast; but I avoid such fancies-- To no one have I e'er confided them. There are such things as double-edged swords And untrue friends,--I fear them both. 'Tis hard to judge among mankind, but still more hard To know them thoroughly. Words slipped at random Are confidants offended--therefore I Buried my secret in my breast, till time |
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