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gayest hour, And his guilty soul shall feel thy power. Stand thou before him in day and night, And cast o'er his life a darksome blight; For with all his power and sin and pride, He shall ne'er forget his murdered bride. Pale, shadowy form, wilt thou obey? [_The spirit bows its head._ To thy ghostly work away--away! [_The spirit vanishes._ The spell is o'er, the vow is won, And, sinful heart, _thy_ curse begun. [_Re-enter_ Louis. Louis. 'Tis enough! I own thy power, and by the spirit of my murdered sister I have looked upon, I swear to aid thee in thy dark work. Norna. 'Tis well; and I will use my power to guard thee from the danger that surrounds thee. And now, farewell. Remember,--thou hast sworn. [_Exit_ Louis. CURTAIN. SCENE THIRD. [_Another part of the wood. Enter_ Rodolpho.] Rod. They told me that old Norna's cave was 'mong these rocks, and yet I find it not. By her I hope to learn where young Count Louis is concealed. Once in my power, he shall not escape to whisper tales of evil deeds against me. Stay! some one comes. I'll ask my way. [_Enter_ Louis _masked._ Ho, stand, good sir. Canst guide me to the cell of Norna, the old sorceress? Louis. It were little use to tell thee; thou wouldst only win a deeper curse than that she hath already laid upon thee. Rod. Hold! who art thou that dare to speak thus to Count Rodolpho? Louis. That thou canst never know; but this I tell thee: I am thy deadliest foe, and, aided by the wizard Norna, seek to work thee evil, and bring down upon thy head the fearful doom thy sin deserves. Wouldst thou know more,--then seek the witch, and learn the hate she bears thee. Rod. Fool! thinkst thou I fear thee or thy enchantments? Draw, and defend thyself! Thou shalt pay dearly for thine insolence to me! [_Draws his sword._ Louis. I will not stain my weapon with a murderer's blood. I leave thee to the fate that gathers round thee. [_Exit_ Louis. Rod.
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