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THE DEVOTED ONE. [Act II.
A tender radiance cTer my darkness shed,
Like moonbeams on the wild and stormy sea.
The let me, dear Elgitha, gently press
My lips to thine, since we so soon must part.
I never breathed on lips of woman, save
My lady mother's (kisses Elgitha.) Radegast,
Ye gods above ! the joys of heaven are in
Thy balmy kiss, and from those lips despair
Might pluck eternal rapture ! My dark soul
Is kindled by a strange and sudden fire,
That burns and struggles with the gloom of years,
Like flames amid the heart of some full forest !
But I must quench it, or on me will rush
Madness and demons,
hell and all its horrors.
ELGITHA.
Alas, that such a noble form should be
and fate
By frenzy blighted thus ! Mvstery
Hang on him, like a cloud which hides the thunder,
Whose secret dwelling may not be approached.
have also lit
Pity and Friendship, ye
In my poor heart a never-dying flame,
and all
[Exit.
That will, if he depart, to dust consume me. [Exit.
SCENE II A Hall in the Palace of Canute.
Enter Canute, Zandagast, Turkeetul, Rolf Iric, Earls
and Attendants.
CANUTE.
England, thy nobler provinces are ours,
By treaty fixed and ratified with Edmund.
TURKEETUL.
By right of valour all to thee belong,
All tribes and kingdoms, princedoms, powers, and states