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the outlaw.
His Isabella; then bids his servants ride express
For his long exiled son.
Hel. Lead on, Amelia; exiled though I was by my stern father,—
Brutus like condemning his only son,—
Yet my long exile o'er even justice cannot claim again a victim:
My heart yearn's for my aged parent's blessing.
[Exeunt.
For his long exiled son.
Hel. Lead on, Amelia; exiled though I was by my stern father,—
Brutus like condemning his only son,—
Yet my long exile o'er even justice cannot claim again a victim:
My heart yearn's for my aged parent's blessing.
[Exeunt.
SCENE VII.—Ducal apartments.
Duke, reclining on a bed—Physician, Attendants.
Enter Amelia and Helvitio.
Duke, More would I say, but my lungs are wasted,
Sinking 'neath unwonted efforts.
If my son returns, give true allegiance to my rightful heir:
My blessing rests upon him.
[Helvitio springs to the bed.
Sinking 'neath unwonted efforts.
If my son returns, give true allegiance to my rightful heir:
My blessing rests upon him.
[Helvitio springs to the bed.
