CATILINA.
Hvor blankt
dit øje stirrer på mig! Silvias skygge
du tykkes lig i lampens matte skin!
(han iler ud; lampen med den hellige ild slukner.)
CATILINE.
How blank
The stare is in your eye. Like Sylvia’s shade
You seem to me in this dim candle light.
[He rushes out; the lamp with the sacred fire goes out.]
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