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FRIEDERICH WERNER
The Templars in Cyprus
page 224
THE i- mm ix OTPMM. 221
AlULni itT (wummfullg embracing AIM).
All, duct th' u
»1 with me, comrade of my pain ?
Piiiur.
Ask not—
Thee, to my comfort, will tho Master take
With him to Franco ; but not yet may'st thou show
Thyself in Pari»—there too easily
Thou might'st IH recognized, therefore thou shalt
Go only to tho Priory Notre Dame,
The Order's first House on tho Prankish coast,
And biile thero quietly until I send
Thee further news from Paris—Mako theo ready;
Wo go on lionrtl at sunrise; hut say nought
To Molay, on thino oath, of all these things
Wo twain luivo hero discoursed. Go, expedite ;
Tho day already dawns ! [AKALUEKT g-et.
Alas, poor father ! And pitiable friend ! Ho nothing knows As yet ; but ho will hoar of it. This cup, Too, is roacrv'd for him ! O Destiny Inscrutable, most strango!—Tho offspring, Molny, Of thy solo friend must all unwittingly Destroy, alas ! thy fair and only flower, Thy stolen one ! nnd bared of nil thy leaves Thero thou dost stand, thou lordly Palm-tree, pride And foremost ornament of all tho grove !
(Darkly and smiling bitterly.) They call me Illuminate, and they say true, Tho namo of Fate's envenomed dart I know. 'Tis Hazard !—Shines life's ignis fat nus t Lo, 'Tis out !—nnd deathly mists shroud all tho view. [Exit.
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