THE SEPERATION: A TRAGEDY.
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Vainly opposed. Cross lay the wild'ring paths.
I miss'd the road; and after many turnings,
Seeing between the trees a steady light,
As from a window gleam, I hasten'd to it.
It was a lower window, and within,
The lighted chamber show'd me but too well,
We had unwittingly a circuit made
Back to the very walls from whence we came.
COUNTESS.
GARCIO.
What thoughts, what urging thoughts, what keen suggestions
Crowded upon me like a band of fiends, When, on a nearer view, within the chamber,
Upon an open couch, alone and sleeping,
I saw Ulrico?
COUNTESS.
The horrible deed!—Thou could'st not! O thou could'st not!
GARCIO.
Living, though most unworthy as I was,
Companion of thy virtues, one, whose heart