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ACT I

that you are near to me. Help me! Help me, or I shall do something foolish and mock at my life,*and ruin it. I am at the end of my strength.

. What is the matter? How can I help you?

. I am in agony. No one, no one can imagine how I suffer. [She lays her head on his shoulder and speaks softly] I love Constantine.

. Oh, how excitable you all are! And how much love there is about this lake of spells! [Tenderly] But what can I do for you, my child? What? What?