The Complete Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Vol 2 (of 2)Coleridge, Samuel Taylor
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The Complete Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Vol 2 (of 2)
Coleridge, Samuel Taylor
English poetry -- 19th century
_Ord. (returning and aloud)._
Plucked in the moonlight from a ruin'd abbey--
Those only, which the pale rays visited!
O the unintelligible power of weeds,
Remorse.
[215] Who] Hath Remorse.
[216]
_Ord._ With you, then, I am to speak.
[_Haughtily waving his hand to ZULIMEZ._
And mark you, alone. [_Exit ZULIMEZ._
Remorse.
[224] No, no!] O no! Remorse.
[225] fits] suits Remorse.
[Before 226] _Ord. (aside)._ O what a, &c. Remorse.
[228]
Yet still a fool! [_Looks round the cottage._
You are poor!
Remorse.
[230-3]
The Inquisition, too--You comprehend me?
You are poor, in peril. I have wealth and power
Remorse.
[235] And for the boon I ask of you but this Remorse.
[237] Stage-direction om. Remorse.
[239]
_Ord._ The slave begins to soften. [_aside._
You are my friend
Remorse.
[After 242] Stage-direction om. Remorse.
[244] _Alv. (aside)._ Alas! &c. Remorse.
[247] Have you no servants here, &c.? Remorse.
[252] Stage-direction om. Remorse.
[255-9]
Insolent slave! how dar'dst thou--
[_Turns abruptly from ALVAR, and then to himself._
Why! What's this?
'Twas idiocy! I'll tie myself to an aspen,
And wear a fool's cap--
_Alvar._ Fare thee well--
I pity thee, Ordonio, even to anguish. [_ALVAR is retiring._
_Ordonio._ Ho! [_Calling to ALVAR._
_Alvar._ Be brief, &c.
Remorse.
[267] Stage-direction om. Remorse.
[268] Stage-direction om. Remorse. God] Heaven Remorse.
[270] What, art thou mad? Why look'st thou upward so? Remorse.
[272] Stage-direction om. Remorse.
[278] Stage-direction om. Remorse. Well--and this lady! Pray, proceed my
lord MS. III. erased.
[282] Stage-direction om. Remorse.
[Before and after 287] Stage-direction om. Remorse.
[290] this] the Remorse.
[296] Stage-direction om. Remorse.
[297] _Ordonio._ We'll hazard no delay. Be it to-night, Remorse.
[300-2]
(For I have arranged it--music, altar, incense)
All shall be ready. Here is this same picture,
And here, what you will value more, a purse.
Come early for your magic ceremonies.
Remorse.
[303] _Exit ORDONIO. ALVAR (alone, indignantly flings the purse away and
gazes_, &c. Remorse.
[305] Thee perjur'd, thee a traitress! Thee dishonour'd! Remorse.
[Between 312 and 313:]
Who spake pollution of thee! barter for life
This farewell pledge, which with impassioned vow
I had sworn that I would grasp--ev'n in my death-pang!
Remorse.
Affixed to 318-19 omitted. (_Ali re-enters_).
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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