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SCENE XII.
LYSANDER and JUSTINA; LELIUS, within.
LYSANDER. My Justina.
JUSTINA [aside]. Woe is me!
Ah, if here before Lysander*
Lelius from that room comes forth!
[footnote] *Asonante in a-i to the end of Scene XVII.
LYSANDER. My misfortunes, my disasters
Fly to be consoled by thee.
JUSTINA. What can be the grief, the sadness,
That your face betrays so plainly?
LYSANDER. And no wonder, when the pallor
Springs even from the heart. This sobbing
Stops my weak words in their passage.
[LELIUS appears at the door of the apartment.
LELIUS [aside]. I begin now to believe,
Since he is not in this chamber,
Jealousy can cause these spectres.
He, the man I saw, has vanished,
How I know not.
JUSTINA [aside to Lelius]. Come not forth,
Lelius, here before my father.
LELIUS. Convalescent in my sickness
I will wait till he is absent.
[Retires.
JUSTINA. Why this weeping? why this sighing?
What, sir, moves thee, what unmans thee?
LYSANDER. I am moved by a misfortune,
I'm unmanned by a disaster,
Greater far than tender pity
Ever wept,-- the dread example
Cruelty has sworn to make
In the innocent blood of martyrs.
To the Governor of this city
Decius Caesar a strict mandate
Has despatched . . . I can speak no more.
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