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SCENE X.
STRENI, VICTORIA.VICTORIA.
O my Lord! my Lord!—
STRENI.
What now, VICTORIA?
VICTORIA.
Poor OLYMPIA!—
STRENI.
What!
VICTORIA.
O mad! mad! mad! The poor dear creature's mad!
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Just heaven forbid!
VICTORIA.
Alas! it is too sure.—
Just now from a most unquiet sleep, that seem'd
Nature conflicting with despair, she started;
Cried murder! murder! help! ALPHONSO's murder'd!
Then with such wildness in her looks and action,
Such frantic vehemence of terror, grief,
And pity, she address'd th' invisible air;
It chill'd us all with horror.—You'd have thought
ALPHONSO had been kill'd indeed, and that
His ghost stood there.
STRENI.
Amazement!
VICTORIA.
By and by
She flew to the window; whence, her delicate frame
Is with convulsive violence so possess'd,
'Twas all that three of us could do to hinder
A fatal leap.
STRENI.
Heaven guard my child!
[Going.]
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Away!
Away! I say.—
STRENI.
Hush!
OLYMPIA.
Hold me not, good fiends!
In God's name vanish! Fly, fly, fly!
WOMAN.
Dear Madam!—
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