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urch, nor monument, whose face Took hold upon my thoughts, that does not frown Balefully on me. From their marble tombs My ancestors scowl at me; and the night Thickens to hear their hisses. I would pray, But heaven jeers at it. Turn where'er I will, A curse pursues me. FRANCESCA. Heavens! O, say not so! I never cursed thee, love; I never moved My little finger, ere I looked to thee For my instruction. PAOLO. But my gentleness Seems to reproach me; and, instead of joy, It whispers horror! FRANCESCA. Cease! cease! PAOLO. I must go. FRANCESCA. And I must follow. All that I call life Is bound in thee. I could endure for thee More agonies than thou canst catalogue-- For thy sake, love--bearing the ill for thee! With thee, the devils could not so contrive That I would blench or falter from my love! Without thee, heaven were torture! PAOLO. I must go. [_Going._ FRANCESCA. O! no--Paolo--dearest!-- [_Clinging to him._ PAOLO. Loose thy hold! 'Tis for thy sake, and Lanciotto's; I Am as a cipher in the reckoning. I have resolved. Thou canst but stretch the time. Keep me to-day, and I will fly to-morrow--Steal from thee like a thief. [_Struggles with her._ FRANCESCA. Paolo--love-- Indeed, you hurt me!--Do not use me thus! Kill me, but do not leave me. I will laugh-- long, gay, ringing laugh--if thou wilt draw Thy pitying sword, and stab me to the heart! [_Enter_ LANCIOTTO _behind._] Nay, then, one kiss! LANCIOTTO. [_Advancing between them._] Take it: 'twill be the last. PAOLO. Lo! Heaven is just! FRANCESCA. The last! so be it. [_Kisses_ PAOLO. LANCIOTTO. Ha! Dare you these tricks before my very face? FRANCESCA. Why not? I've kissed him in the sight of heaven; Are you above it? PAOLO. Peace, Francesca, peace! LANCIOTTO. Paolo--why, thou sad and downcast man, Look up! I have some words to speak with thee. Thou art not guilty? PAOLO. Yes, I am. But she Has been betrayed; so she is innocent. Her father tampered with her. I-- FRANCESCA. 'Tis false! The guilt is mine. Paolo was entrapped By love and cunning. I am shrewder far Than you suspect. PAOLO.
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