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E'en humbl'd as I am, it is my pride.
Heaven's dearest blessings rest upon thy head!—
And now, since we must part, do in thy love,
Do for me this last grace; bid me farewel,
And let my earthly sorrows now be clos'd.
Heaven's blessing rest upon thee!

(He kisses her, and she turns to go away, Rayner looking after her as she goes, but presently returns again.)

RAYNER.

Thou art return'd, my soul, what would'st thou have?

ELIZABETH (in a broken voice).

A thought—a wish did press upon my heart,

But it is gone.

RAYNER.

I thank thee for thy wish;

It is a good one, tho' thou canst not speak it,
And it will do me good. But leave me! leave me!
Thou wilt unfit me for a task of strength.

(Elizabeth again attempts to go away, but still returns.)

Ah, wherefore still! wilt thou be cruel to me?

ELIZABETH.

O, no! O, no! I know not what I do:

It is all mist and darkness with me now:
I look upon thee, but I see thee not.