Early Plays — Catiline, the Warrior's Barrow, Olaf Liljekrans by Henrik Ibsen
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My fate has willed it so. It must so be!
CETHEGUS. True; but the thought of all your many friends Whom you can save from ruin and disgrace--? You know, we shall ere long be driven to take The beggars' staff because of our wild living. CATILINE. Then stop in season; that is my resolve. LENTULUS. What, Catiline,--now you intend to change Your mode of life? Ha, ha! you surely jest? CATILINE. I am in earnest,--by the mighty gods! CETHEGUS. Then there is nothing we can do with him. Come, Lentulus, the others we'll inform What answer he has given. We shall find The merry company with Bibulus. CATILINE. With Bibulus? How many a merry night We have caroused at Bibulus' table! Now is the tempest of my wild life ended; Ere dawns the day I shall have left the city. LENTULUS. What is all this? CETHEGUS. You mean to go away? CATILINE. This very night my wife and I together Shall bid farewell to Rome forevermore. |
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