Alfred | ||
SCENE IV.
Eltruda, Attendant, Emma, and others.Emma.
O mighty queen,
They come, the murderers come. Protect us, heaven,
[kneeling.
Our husbands, and our infants, from their rage.
Without thine aid we perish.
Eltruda.
O my soul!
Why what a sight is this? A tyrant's eye
Might melt with pity o'er it. Thou supreme,
[kneeling.
All-ruling arbiter of human fate!
Whose universal family is nature,
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Look down with mercy—for their cause is thine,
And now, even now, deciding!
Alfred | ||