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Filippo
You go!
Beatrice
And will you send me forth from you
So cruelly?
Filippo
Beware! Go speedily
(Takes a glass into which Luorezia poured the.poison
and drink it.)
Yes, yes!
This at last is death!
This!
(He totters)
Beatrice
(Screaming)
Filippo – I would die too,
(Snatching glass from 'his hand)
With you
(Puts glass to her laps)
Filippo
(Dashing glass soonfully from her hand, totters back-
wards, and falls on steps of aloove, his head on the
top step.)
Seek not to thus deceive yourself. Flee!
Flee, for life awaits you.
Beatrice
I will!
Filippo! You — I will die.
Grondak! Look!
(Stoops to get glass)
Speak to me but a word.
I will come! Oh, de not die!
Till I can go with you — stay,
on Stay Filippe.
Listens to noise
(Trembles at sound of her own voice.
from street. A term light for a seconde while pass-
ing thrown a red glare into the mam)