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The bann'd and bless'd must pass to Him:—my soul
Into his hands, in humble penitence,
I do commit. (Dies.)

LORNE.

And may heaven pardon thee, unhappy man!

Enter Argyll, and Helen following him, attended by Rosa.

LORNE, (to Attendants.)

Alas, prevent her!

(Endeavouring to keep her back.)
Helen, come not hither:
This is no sight for thee.

HELEN, (pressing forward, and seeing the body.)

Oh! oh! and hast thou dealt with him so quickly,

Thou fell and ruthless Lorne?—No time allow'd?—
(Kneeling by the body.)
O that within that form sense still were lodged!
To hear my voice,—to know that in my heart
No thought of thee——Let others scan thy deeds,
Pitied and pardon'd art thou here.
(Her hand on her breast.)
Alas!
So quickly fell on thee th' avenging stroke!