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FRIEDERICH WERNER
The Templars in Cyprus
page 174
A'.Mil» M IN.
Not thnt
Thy Master's cro»», tho blood) cro-« ; this i» Only its counterfeit. Throw it on tho ground !
AlUl.nrrr (Inking it from the Inut, ami rnjdj I tying it »» the )h*r). The crosji of my dear I*ord, who died for mo !—
AUMI i M i\. [OOK rum is NOT IN ONE WHO (MBS! EAJ DIED : WE HIT BELIEVE IN ONE WHO m HILT LIVE-, AND NIMU ru - ! — Olx*y and question not. Tread o'er it an yon go !
ADALBERT. Oh spare mo this !
AltMl D MAN (threatening: him irith the tironl). Trtud over it.
ADALBERT. With shuddering I ol»ey !
[ TrtaiUarcr it, and I • k* up to Tho Head, which mi** itflf a* if free I from a henry hurl, i. Ah, with what sensible relief this shape Looks up and rolls its eyes !
AUMI D M %s.
Him whom thou hast Meen wont to serve, deny !—
A DA I llll'T.
Deny the Lord
My Clod ?
ARMID MAN. Nay, not thy God—tho world's False God !—Deny or (approaching him, with the tword) ]crish !
K. II.] Till TKMI'UIBM IX CTftl'i. 171
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