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Indeed, indeed, this was a noble Being.

Ay, brave Rasinga; ireful as thou art, Thou hast a heart to own such excellence. (Laying his hand soothingly on 's.) And do consider too how he who wrong'd thee,— The youthful Samarkoon

Name not the villain.

That epithet belongs not to a youth, Who in the fever'd madness of strong passion, By beauty kindled, goaded by despair, Perhaps with sympathy, for that he deem'd A sister's sorrows

Hold thy peace, De Creda; Thy words exasperate and stir within me The half-spent flames of wrath. He is a villain, an audacious villain; A most ungrateful, cunning, artful villain. Leave me, I charge thee, lest thou utter that Which might provoke me to unseemly outrage. I owe my life to thee, and but for that Leave me, I charge thee.