CATILINA.
Ve mig, Aurelia; din fryd er spildt; –
didhen at føre dig formår jeg ikke.
Det kan jeg aldrig mer!
CATILINE.
Aurelia, alas, past is your happiness;--
There we can never, never think of going.
There we can never go!
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