Early Plays — Catiline, the Warrior's Barrow, Olaf Liljekrans by Henrik Ibsen
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CURIUS. He takes charge of all? CETHEGUS. Of everything. Just speak with him yourself. [All, except CURIUS, enter the house.] CURIUS. An eerie night! How all my thoughts are tossed About in circles! Did I dream perchance? Ah, real or fancied,--now I am awake,-- Whichever way I turn I see her form. [CATILINE enters from the right.] CATILINE. [Goes toward him.] You here, my Curius? I have missed you much.-- My visit with the vestal took a turn Quite unexpected-- CURIUS. [Confused.] So? Yes, you are right! CATILINE. I shall no longer think of this affair. It was a visit fraught with fate for me. CATILINE. [Meditating.] The furies, we are told, return at times From the dark underworld to follow us Through life forever.--Ah, if it were so! CURIUS. [Uneasy.] What? Have you seen her--? |
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