Than I am changed for thee. Thou lovedst me
Too much, as I loved thee: we were not made
To torture thus each other, though it were
The deadliest sin to love as we have loved.

Say that thou loath'st me not—that I do bear
This punishment for both—that thou wilt be
One of the blessed--and that I shall die;
For hitherto all hateful things conspire
To bind me in existence—in a life
Which makes me shrink from immortality-
A future like the past. I cannot rest.
I know not what I ask, nor what I seek:
I feel but what thou art—and what I am;
And I would hear yet once before I perish.
The voice which was my music-Speak to me!
For I have call'd on thee in the still night,
Startled the slumbering birds from the hush'd boughs,
And woke the mountain wolves, and made the caves
Acquainted with thy vainly echoed name,
Which answer'd me-many things answer'd me
Spirits and men-but thou wert silent all.
Yet speak to me! I have outwatch'd the stars,
And gazed o'er heaven in vain in search of thee.

Speak to me! I have wander'd o'er the earth
And never found thy likeness—Speak to me!
Look on the fiends around— they feel for me:
I fear them not, and feel for thee alone-
Speak to me! though it be in wrath ;—but say-
I reck not what-but let me hear thee once-
This once-once more!

PHANTOM OF ASTARTE. Manfred!
Man.

Say on, say onI live but in the sound—it is thy voice !

Phan. Manfred ! To-morrow ends thine earthly ills. Farewell!

Man. Yet one word more—am I forgiven?
PHAN. Farewell !
Man.

Say, shall we meet again?
PHAN. Farewell!
Man. One word for mercy! Say, thou lovest me.
PHAN. Manfred!

[The Spirit of ASTARTE disappears. NEM.

ANOTHER SPIRIT. Yet, see, he mastereth himself, and

makes

His torture tributary to his will.
Had he been one of us, he would have made
An awful spirit.
NEM.

Hast thou further question
Of our great sovereign, or his worshippers ?

Man. None.

NEM.

Then for a time farewell.

Man. We meet then! Where? On the earth ?

Even as thou wilt: and for the

grace

accorded I now depart a debtor. Fare ye well!

[Exit MANFRED.

(Scene closes.)

END OF ACT SECOND.

ACT III.

SCENE I.

A Hall in the Castle of Manfred.

MANFRED and HERMAN.

MAN. What is the hour?

Her. It wants but one till sunset,
And promises a lovely twilight.
MAN.

Say,
Are all things so disposed of in the tower
As I directed ?
HER.

All, my lord, are ready;
Here is the key and casket.
MAN.

It is well :
Thou mayst retire.

[Exit HERMAN. MAN. (alone.) There is a calm upon me, Inexplicable stillness ! which till now