The Holy City a Tragedy And Allegory in Three Acts
The Holy City a Tragedy And Allegory in Three Acts
Dorothy Morrison St Cyres
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Oh ! you do wrong . . . Wrong to yourself and me. Unless we have one purpose for our life, Are one in mind and soul, how can we love ? The fault is mine — Forgive ! — ^I see it now. But, when I answered " Yes " I did not know. I thought ... I hoped . . . That I might learn to love. Vitus. And so you will. I swear to you, you will. I will be patient . . . Teach you . . . Make you love. Mahrah. Love is not taught. Vitus (Seizing her hands again). But I can prove you wrong. You do not dream what l...ove like mine can do. No, no ! You cannot mean it. Mahrah, — speak ! Tell me you do not mean it — will be mine. You are a saint, all tenderness and love ; You cannot kill the man who trusts in you. You are too good . . . Too true to break your word. Mahrah (With a cry of despair). I am too weak ! Vitus (Triumphantly^ taking her in his arms). Thank God ! It makes you mine. Oh ! I have suffered, hungered so for you That you must pardon if I seem too wild. I know that I am hasty, jealous, sweet.
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