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Strona 124
... Bertha , a lady whose pure northern simplicity of virtue and of happiness affords a strange contrast to those tumultuous miseries and plea- sures , between which the life of the guilty husband , and the not innocent wife , is divided ...
... Bertha , a lady whose pure northern simplicity of virtue and of happiness affords a strange contrast to those tumultuous miseries and plea- sures , between which the life of the guilty husband , and the not innocent wife , is divided ...
Strona 125
... Bertha ! -and yet Thou mean'st it well ; -by jesting wouldst beguile And tranquillize my spirit . Oh , were this But apprehension ! Ber . Say , what is it more ? Elv . Past sufferings now their wonted power assert , Even in my inmost ...
... Bertha ! -and yet Thou mean'st it well ; -by jesting wouldst beguile And tranquillize my spirit . Oh , were this But apprehension ! Ber . Say , what is it more ? Elv . Past sufferings now their wonted power assert , Even in my inmost ...
Strona 126
... Bertha and Elvira are left alone , and the first act closes with this strik ing passage . Ber . How is it with you , sister ? -Why are thus Your looks disturbed ? Elv . That fearful narrative ! - How vividly all came before my sight ...
... Bertha and Elvira are left alone , and the first act closes with this strik ing passage . Ber . How is it with you , sister ? -Why are thus Your looks disturbed ? Elv . That fearful narrative ! - How vividly all came before my sight ...
Strona 127
... Bertha , what in truth it is , That so disturbs thy peace .- ' Tis plain to all , In your intoxicated looks , the flame Of mutual passion glows , and you possess Each other with the church's benediction , Hugo . ( Half aside . ) The ...
... Bertha , what in truth it is , That so disturbs thy peace .- ' Tis plain to all , In your intoxicated looks , the flame Of mutual passion glows , and you possess Each other with the church's benediction , Hugo . ( Half aside . ) The ...
Strona 128
... Bertha ? Hugo . Freely.- She in her heart is conscious of no crime ; - She can look boldly , and defy suspicion- But we have not even power to trust our selves , ( Half aside . ) If e'er we cast our eyes upon the past ! - Elv ...
... Bertha ? Hugo . Freely.- She in her heart is conscious of no crime ; - She can look boldly , and defy suspicion- But we have not even power to trust our selves , ( Half aside . ) If e'er we cast our eyes upon the past ! - Elv ...
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