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THE DANCE TO DEATH.
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LANDGRAVE.
Come two hours hence.
I will deliver yon the letter igued
Make ready for your ride.
SCHNETZEN (hinea FREDERICE'B hand).
Farewell, my master.
Ah, vengeance cometh late, Süsskind von (Anida) Orb,
But yet it coms!thee,
My wife waa burned through
Thou and thy ahildren are consumed by me!
[Erit.
SCENE IL
A Roon in tha Wartburg Monastery. PRINCES MA THILDH And PRIOE PEPPEEOORN.
PRIOR.
Be comforted, my daughter. Your lord's wisdom
Goes hand in hand with his known piety
Thus dealing with your son. To love a Jewees
Ia lat contempt of Heaven-to ak in marriage,
Sheer apiritnal saicide. Let be;
Jastice muat take ita coune.
