Rosamund, Queen of the Lombards: A Tragedy
ALMACHILDES.

ALMACHILDES.

I cannot thank at all. I cannot thank God.

ALBOVINE.

ALBOVINE.

Art thou mazed with love? For her thou canst not Thank God? What feverish doubt of love or life Crazes or cramps thy spirit?

ALMACHILDES.

ALMACHILDES.

I cannot say. My heart, if any heart be left in me, Is as it was not thankless: yet, my king, I know not how to thank thee.

ALBOVINE.

ALBOVINE.

Thank me not: I did not bid thee thank me. Love thy love, And God be with you: so may God be found Thankworthier. Keep some heart in thee awhile For God’s and her sake.

ALMACHILDES.

ALMACHILDES.

All I may I will.

Re-enter Rosamund, followed by Narsetes and Guests.

Rosamund

Narsetes

ALBOVINE.

ALBOVINE.


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