Early Plays — Catiline, the Warrior's Barrow, Olaf Liljekrans by Henrik Ibsen
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LENTULUS. He? Oh, damned-- CATILINE. Speak out,--what do you ask of me? Yet stay; I know already what it is. I'll lead you on. Say--will you follow me? ALL (EXCEPT LENTULUS). Yes, Catiline,--we follow if you lead! STATILIUS. They have deceived us-- GABINIUS. --and belied your name! COEPARIUS. They said you did intend to leave the city And wash your hands completely of our cause. CATILINE. Yes, so I did. Yet now no more; henceforth Only for this great purpose do I live. LENTULUS. What is this mighty purpose you proclaim? CATILINE. My purpose here is higher than you think-- Perhaps than any thinks. Ah, hear me, friends! First will I win to us each citizen Who prizes liberty and values most The public honor and his country's weal. The spirit of ancient Rome is yet alive;-- The last faint spark is not yet wholly dead. Now into brilliant flames it shall be fanned, |
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