Don Carlos by Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller
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DOMINGO.
Princess, go on! I hear it all--we understand each other. PRINCESS. Enough. She is found out. I will not spare her. The hypocrite's unmasked!--She has deceived The king, all Spain, and me. She loves, I know She loves! I can bring proofs that will make you tremble. The king has been deceived--but he shall not, By heaven, go unrevenged! The saintly mask Of pure and superhuman self-denial I'll tear from her deceitful brow, that all May see the forehead of the shameless sinner. 'Twill cost me dear, but here my triumph lies, That it will cost her infinitely more. DOMINGO. Now all is ripe, let me call in the duke. [Goes out. PRINCESS (astonished). What means all this? SCENE XII. The PRINCESS, DUKE ALVA, DOMINGO. |
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