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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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