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COUNTESS.

What would'st thou, Garcio?

GARCIO.

If but that hand beloved were to my lips

Once more in parting press'd, methinks I'd go
With lighten'd misery.—Alas! thou canst not!
Thou canst not to such guilt———

COUNTESS.

I can! I will!

And Heaven in mercy pardon me this sin,

If sin it be. (Embraces him, and after weeping on his neck, breaks suddenly away and exit, while Garcio stands gazing after her.)

GARCIO.

Have I not seen my last?—I've seen my last.

Then wherefore wait I here?—
The world before me lies,—a desert world
In which a banish'd wand'rer I must be.
(A pause.)
Wander from hence, and leave her so defenceless
In these unruly times! I cannot do it!
I'll seem to go, yet hover near her still,
Like spell-bound spirit near th' embalmed dust
It can no more reanimate. Mine eyes
May see her distant form, mine ears may hear
Her sweet voice through the air, while she believes
Kingdoms or seas divide us.