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h his lips to falter: Mother. And when he grows to manhood, show him well How men draw shut the eyelids of the dead. That is the only joy that lies your way! NATALIE (_bravely and impressively, as she rises and lays her hand in his_). Return, young hero, to your prison walls, And, on your passage, imperturbably Regard once more the grave they dug for you. It is not gloomier, nor more wide at all Than those the battle showed a thousand times. Meanwhile, since I am true to you till death, A saving word I'll chance, unto my kin. It may avail, perhaps, to move his heart And disenthrall you from all misery. [_Pause._] THE PRINCE (_folding his hands, as he stands lost in contemplation of her_). An you had pinions on your shoulders, maid, Truly I should be sure you were an angel! Dear God, did I hear right? You speak for me? Where has the quiver of your speech till now Lain hid, dear child, that you should dare approach The sovereign in matters such as this? Oh, light of hope, reviving me once more! NATALIE. The darts that find the marrow God will hand me! But if the Elector cannot move the law's Outspoken word, cannot--so be it! Then Bravely to him the brave man will submit. And he, the conqueror a thousand times, Living, will know to conquer too in death! ELECTRESS. Make haste! The favorable hour flies by! THE PRINCE. Now may all holy spirits guard your way! Farewell, farewell! Whate'er the outcome be, Grant me a word to tell me how you fared. [_Exeunt omnes._] ACT IV _Scene: Room of the_ ELECTOR. SCENE I _The_ ELECTOR _is standing with documents in his hand near a table set with lights_. NATALIE _enters through the centre door and, still some distance away, falls on her knees to him_. NATALIE. My noble uncle Frederick of the Mark! ELECTOR (_laying the papers aside_). My Natalie! [_He seeks to raise her._] NATALIE. No, no! ELECTOR. What is your wish? NATALIE. As it behooves me, at your feet in dust To plead your pardon for my cousin Homburg. Not for myself I wish to know him safe-- My heart desires him and confesses it-- Not for myself I wish to know him safe; Let him go wed whatever wife he will. I only ask, dear uncle, that he live, Free, independent, unallied, unbo
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