Count Alarcos; a Tragedy by Earl of Beaconsfield Benjamin Disraeli
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I:3:54 ALAR.
For ever. Thou unpolluted passion of my youth, My first, my only, my enduring love! [They embrace.] [Enter FERDINAND, the PAGE.] I:3:55 PAGE. Lady, a message from thy royal father; He comes -- I:3:56 SOL. [Springing from the arms of Alarcos.] My father! word of fear! Why now To cloud my light? I had forgotten fate; But he recalls it. O my bright Alarcos! My love must fly. Nay, not one word of care; Love only from those lips. Yet, ere we part, Seal our sweet faith renewed. I:3:57 ALAR. And never broken. [Exit Alarcos.] I:3:58 SOL. |
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