ROSAMUND.

ROSAMUND.

Rosamund.

ALMACHILDES.

ALMACHILDES.

Thine? was it thou? It was not.

ROSAMUND.

ROSAMUND.

It was I.

ALMACHILDES.

ALMACHILDES.

Does the sun stand in heaven? Or stands it fast As when God bade it halt on high? My life Is broken in me.

ROSAMUND.

ROSAMUND.

Nay, fair sir, not yet. Thy life is now mine—as the ring I wear That seals my hand a wife’s. Die thou shalt not, But slay, and live.

ALMACHILDES.

ALMACHILDES.

Slay whom?

ROSAMUND.

ROSAMUND.

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