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The Fatal Prophecy

A Dramatic Poem
  
  
  

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SCENE IV.
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SCENE IV.

Lena.
Is Ostan fall'n?
Ill-fated youth! I should have griev'd for Ostan,
Had not distress and terror steel'd my heart
To every soft affection—He was brave—
He lov'd his friend—He lov'd—Ah guilt and ruin!
Ill-fated youth to fall by Valdemar!
And glut his fell revenge! Yet may not I
Find the same horrid fate? No—Where's my friend,
Where is my father's gift? Tho' 'twere a dagger,
It was his daughter's portion—yet his son
Has robb'd her of it—But I must not lose it.

[Exit, in pursuit of Lother.