CATHLEEN
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kiss your forehead.And yet I send you from me. Do not speak;There have been women that bid men to robCrowns from the Country-under-Wave or applesUpon a dragon-guarded hill, and allThat they might sift men's hearts and wills,And trembled as they bid it, as I trembleThat lay a hard task on you, that you go,And silently, and do not turn your head;Goodbye; but do not turn your head and look;Above all else, I would not have you look. (ALEEL _goes_.) I never spoke to him of his wounded hand,And now he is gone. (_She looks out._)I cannot see him, for all is dark outside.Would my imagination and my heartWere as little shaken as this holy flame! (_She goes slowly into the chapel. The distant sound of an alarm bell.__The two_ MERCHANTS _enter hurriedly_.)
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