FURIA.
– min tankes mål!
Ah, svage dåre, – vover du at tale
om elskov, – du, som ej har mod at styrte,
hvo dig ivejen står? Gå fra mig!
(hun vender ham ryggen.)
FURIA.
--My aim in life!
Ah, timid fool,--so you dare speak of love,--
Who lack the fortitude to strike him down
That stands across your path? Away from me!
[She turns her back on him.]
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