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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.

Ah, fated, fatal error! most perverse!


GARCIO.

But, oh! what feelings, think'st thou, rose within me?
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.

Didst thou slay him sleeping?
The horrible deed!—Thou could'st not! O thou could'st not!

GARCIO.

Well may'st thou say it! I've become, sweet Margaret,

Living, though most unworthy as I was,
Companion of thy virtues, one, whose heart