[footnote] *'Asonante' in 'u-e' to the end of Scene XV.
CLARIN. What wonder?
When a thousand times have I
Scraped the earth as if for nuggets,
When a thousand times the wind
By my screeching was perturbed,
And yet Livia was oblivious.
CYPRIAN. Once again then I am humbled
To invoke her thus. Oh, listen,
Beautiful Justina . . . .
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SCENE XI.
A phantom Figure of JUSTINA appears.
The Figure, CYPRIAN, and CLARIN.
FIGURE. Summoned,
As I wander through these mountains,
I obey a call so urgent.
What, then, wouldst thou? what, then, wouldst thou,
Cyprian, with me?
CYPRIAN. Oh, I shudder!
FIGURE. And since now . . . .
CYPRIAN. I am astonished!
FIGURE. I have come . . . .
CYPRIAN. What thus disturbs me?
FIGURE. To this place . . . .
CYPRIAN. What makes me tremble?
FIGURE. Where . . . .
CYPRIAN. Oh! whence this doubt that numbs me?
FIGURE. Love doth call me . . . .
CYPRIAN. Why, this terror?
FIGURE. And the powerful spell thou workest
Thus complied with, to this forest's
Deepest depths I fly to shun thee.
[Exit, covering her face with the cloak.
CYPRIAN. Listen, hear me, stay, Justina!
But why linger spell-bound, stunned here?
I'll pursue her, and this forest,
Whither by my spells conducted
She has flown, will be the leafy
Theatre, the rude-constructed
Bride-bed of the strangest bridal
Heaven e'er witnessed.
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