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THE ROBBERS.

The Robbers.

Oh spiritless! Where are your mighty plans! Air-bubbles all! burst with a woman's breath!

Moor.

(With dignity.) What Moor has done, who dares to question?—Hear my last command!—Come hither!—Stand around, and hearken to your dying Captain's words! (Looking at them for a long time.) You have been devoted to me—faithful beyond example.—Had virtue been the bond of your attachment, you had been heroes:—your memories had been revered, your names pronounced with rapture by mankind.—Go, and devote what yet remains of life to mankind's service, to your country's cause. Go, serve a gracious king, who wages war to vindicate the rights of man! This be my benediction! Hence!—Farewel.——Stop, Switzer and Kozinski!

(The band goes out, leaving Switzer and Kozinski with Moor.)

Moor.

Give me thy hand, Kozinski! Thine too,

Switzer!

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