Filippo
Yet still "resoue" is possible, did we seeker it
If fate would should us, may not
Cleverly.
Our simple exight into the world of men auceed!
With this hope a new world is restored to us!
The sun may rise for you tomorrow, as today,
Springconers may bloom, the earth,
In verdure clothed. Life sparkle all about
You once again. say yes, and we will try it!
come, speak out!
Beatrice
Do you mean this – let me rather go.
Filippo
Wherafore?
Beatrice
After a day like this, others might live together,
But not you and I! You've caused me too much anguish.
Filippo
Yet we lived and do live.
Beatrice
Though how long before we both would sink into disust
Though now we walk with heads erect?
No! Let us die. For that cause came I here.
Filippo
Yes 'tis right. Now I see
Chanks, Beatrice!
should our lives continue
That you are ready.
The stein of these last hours, we never could remove.
The knowledge only, that our end is near, makes us,
come, let us enjoy
As innocent as children.
Our happiness, and to it full a beaker.
(He leads her to table and pours out a glass of wine)
Think not of these as remnants of a meat.
Now let us drink!
'Twixt that past feast, and this sweet hour,
A whole enternity has rolled.
(They drink)
What would have been impossible while hope and grief
O'er our clear souls cast treacke rous hadows,