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THE ROBBERS.

struggles with a faint endeavour.) An impious fire burns in my veins. (Tenderly, and drown'd in tears.) And didst thou come from the uttermost verge of earth to extinguish in this heart its holy flame—that love which had defied even death? (She presses him closer to her bosom.) God forgive you, young man!

Moor.

(In Amelia's arms.) Oh, if to die—to part the soul and body, be thus sweet—'tis heaven to die![1]

Amelia.

(With rapturous tenderness.) There where thou art, has he been a thousand times—and I, when thus I held him, forgot there was a heaven or earth.—Here his delighted eye rang'd over Nature's beauties, and felt her power with rapture. Here with enthusiasm he saw, he owned the all-pervading energy of the universal Parent; and his noble countenance, illuminated with the great idea, acquired, methought, new beauty.—Here heard the nightingale his voice—more heavenly than her own.—Here from this rose-tree he pull'd fresh ro-

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  1. ↑ Germ. So ist sterben das meisterstuck des lebens. To die is the masterpiece of existence.
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