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Glen. I'm prepared.
Lord R. No: I command thee, stay;
the stage, listens and speaks.
Lorl R. [Behind the scenes.] Draw, villain! draw!
Doug. [Without.] Assail me not, Lord Randolph; Not as thou lovest thyself. [Clashing of swords. Glen. Now is the time
[He runs out.
Enter LADY RANDOLPH, at the opposite side of the
stage, faint and breathless.
Enter DOUGLA8, with a sword in each hand.
Lady R. He lives ! he lives!
Doug. It was Glenalvon.
Lady R. Behind thee! Ah! thou’rt wounded! Oh,
Doug. Do not despair : I feel a little faintness ; I hope it will not last.
his sword. Lady R. There is no hope !
And we must part! The hand of death is on thee!
[DOUGLAS growing more and more faint." Doug. Too soon we part: I have not long been
[Douglas falls. Doug. Unknown I die ; no tongue shall speak of
Some noble spirits, judging by themselves,
Lady R. Despair, despair !
Enter LORD RANDOLPH and ANNA.
Anna. Alas! look there, my lord.
Lord R. The mother and her son ! how curs I
Was I the cause? No: I was not the cause
soul To frantic jealousy.
Anna. My lady lives.
this wretched world!
Lord R. Oh, misery!
Lady R. Thy innocence !
Lord R. My guilt
Lady R. Of thee I think not: what have I to do
Lord R. Follow her, Anna : I myself would follow,
Anna. Horror, indeed!
Anna. Is no more :
Lord R. I will not vent,