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THE BRIDE: A DRAMA.
There's not a creature knows. Perhaps i' the moon,
If magic knows the way to climb so high.
MONTEBESA.
ARTINA.
And well worth visiting, which sends forth men
So gifted and so good.
SAMARKOON.
Hath it e'er sent another like to him?
Yet wherefore came he to these happier regions
With such a wicked crew?
ARTINA.
His fate hath been disastrous and sad,
As I have heard him say; and, woe is me!
Misfortune is not dainty in associates.
SAMARKOON.
Where locusts, ants, and lizards poorly thrive,—
On the bare summit of a rugged peak,
Where birds of prey in dusky circles wing
The troubled air with loud and clam'rous din,
Were to an honest heart endurable,
Rather than such associates.