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If it be so, by righteous heaven I swear! The man, whoe'er he be, shall dearly rue it.

Berth. I've found thee now, and let the black fiend growl, I will not part with thee. I've follow'd thee Thro' crags and moor and wild. I've heard thy voice Sound from the dark hill's side, and follow'd thee. I've seen thee on the gath'ring twilight clouds, Ride with the stately spirits of the storm. But thou look'dst sternly on me. O be not angry! I will kneel to thee; For thou art glorious now, as I am told, And must have worship. (kneeling and bowing her head meekly to the ground.)

''Ethw. (turning away.)'' O God! O God! Where art thou, Ethelbert? Thou might'st have saved me this.

Berth. They say she's fair and glorious: woe is me! I am but formed as simple maidens are. But scorn me not: I have a powerful spell, A Druid gave it me, which on mine arm