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Scene
— Constantinople; the house of a Greek Conjurer
1521
Paracelsus

Love, we must part now: do not let it be Calamitious and bitter
In the past There has been too much moonlight and self-pity:
Let us have done with it: for now at last Never has sun more boldly paced the sky,
Never were hearts more e...

She ceas'd; then godlike Hector answer'd kind - (His various plumage sporting in the wind)"That post and all the rest shall be my care;
But shall I then forsake the unfinish'd war
How would the Trojans brand great Hector's name

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Now, scarce three paces measured from the mound,
We stumbled on a stationary voice,
And 'Stand, who goes
'  'Two from the palace' I

I've something of the bull-dog in my breed,
The spaniel is developed somewhat less;
While life is in me I can fight and bleed,
But never the chastising hand caress

Scene
—Inside the Turret on the Hill above Asolo
Luigi and his Mother entering
If there blew wind, you'd hear a long sigh,

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The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grewtoo close together
The creek was like 12, 845 telephonebooths in a row with high Victorian ceilings and all the doorstaken off and all the backs of the booths knocked out

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Scene
— Colmar in Alsatia: an Inn
1528
Paracelsus,

'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun,
If that hypothesis of theirs be sound'Said Ida; 'let us down and rest;' and
Down from the lean and wrinkled precipices,
By every coppice-feathered chasm and cleft,

'Tis a wicked world we live in;
Wrong in reason, wrong in rhyme;
But no matter: we'll not give
While we still can come to time