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s crave Help of the helpers of men. _Druids (incanting around the cavern)._ Orpo!--Ai!-- Serpents are spawned Of devils' spit, O gods! Orpo!--Ai!-- Spit boiled with blood In caverns lit By fungous fangs From Mona's wood. [_They circle._ BRUDE _steals behind_ CORLUN. Orpo!--Ai!-- Serpents are spawned In magic broth To coil and wriggle, Writhe and twist; Till their froth Becomes a mist, Till the mist An egg shall form-- Charm that Druids prize. _Brude (with a sudden cry)._ Corlun, the gods Wait for thy soul! [_Slays him._ Lamora, fly! With me, fly-- Thro the black forest! [_Has cut her bonds._ Great Lactantius, Maker of gods, Loves _not_ the maiden's death-cry! [_They escape._ _Druids (in terror)._ Corlun is slain! Corlun! slain! Woe to the Druids! Woe from the heavens! Woe from the ireful Queen! [_They pursue confusedly._ SCENE IV: _Dawn; far in the forest. Enter_ BRUDE _and_ LAMORA _faintingly to a spot where_ HORMA, _the hag, unseen by them is gathering herbs._ _Lamora._ Strength no more Wings me for flight. With hunger of sleep I faint. [_Falls._ _Brude (sinking by her)._ Yet ere thy sleep, Maid like the dawn, List to my heart's wild uttering! All I have dared Was for thy love-- Tho but to love thee Would I dare all! _Lamora._ Ah! What is love, Brude wise and noble? Is it this burning Far in my breast Melting my soul to thine? Is it this power Hid in my eyes Shaping thy face On hill and cloud? Is it this whisper, As of sea-waves, Singing thy name to me? Yea! So now we may sleep. [_They lie down._ HORMA, _the hag, who has heard_ _them, creeps maundering up and gazes at them._ _Horma._ Owl and eaglet? Have they fled? Then let witch-toads sing! Oaths forgotten, Would they wed? Then let bull-bats, Wild a-wing, Flap the moon from heaven! Deep in the forest-- Ha! ho! ho! [_Breaks off, hearing shouts. Continues._ They'll be slain!
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