Mary Stuart by Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller
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Her magnanimity; insist not now
Upon your rights, not now--'tis not the season. MARY. Ah! woe is me! I've prayed for my destruction, And, as a curse to me, my prayer is heard. We never should have seen each other--never! Oh, this can never, never come to good. Rather in love could fire and water meet, The timid lamb embrace the roaring tiger! I have been hurt too grievously; she hath Too grievously oppressed me;--no atonement Can make us friends! SHREWSBURY. First see her, face to face: Did I not see how she was moved at reading Your letter? How her eyes were drowned in tears? No--she is not unfeeling; only place More confidence in her. It was for this That I came on before her, to entreat you To be collected--to admonish you---- MARY (seizing his hand). Oh, Talbot! you have ever been my friend, Had I but stayed beneath your kindly care! They have, indeed, misused me, Shrewsbury. SHREWSBURY. Let all be now forgot, and only think |
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