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FRIEDERICH WERNER
The Templars in Cyprus
page 72
te. II.]
TIIK T»MI"LAKJ. IN crr-Ko.
My fearful fat»' I will diacloae to theo
Or else my heart muat break indeed. Tliat night
When I'hili|i'a hireling* barlwrously dragged
Me— Prince of tho blood, ami hi* first favourite,
Tho only man in all his servile court
Who bore him loyal duty dragged mo forth
From my wife's side, who then had wrestled through
Twelve hours of lalsjur-tmiii My wife who died
Two days thereafter with a still-born son !—
(A dungeon hold mo when tho ill news came;)—
When ou a moro suspicion false and vain,
Untried, unacntenced, I was driven forth
To cxilo; when, to snm up all, I heard,—
In that same moment when at last tho fro-1
Hcnumbcd me, and by hunger overcome
I needs must beg for food, that my good son,
My only son, my Adalbert, because
Ho loved a maid whom the licentious King
Had marked down for himself—by hired hands
Of murderers had fallen ; then I swore
A dreadful oath to fling asido my birth,
With my upbringing, rank, nobility,
And nothing bo but Man ; nought wonld I bo
Hut simply human, so to revel in
The full intoxication of revenge,
Until I cooled it in tho tyrant's heart !
MOLAY. Philip ! Thou'rt horriblo !
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