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Who chose thee for his shadow! Thou chief star!
The Mountains—The Castle of Manfred at some
distance-A Terrace before a Tower -- Time, Twilight.
HERMAN, Manuel, and other Dependants of
Her. 'Tis strange enough; night after night, for
He hath pursued long vigils in this tower,
"Twere dangerous; Content thyself with what thou knowest already.
HER. Ah! Manuel! thou art elderly and wise, And couldst say much; thou hast dwelt within the
MANUEL. Ere Count Manfred's birth,
Her. There be more sons in like predicament.
I speak not
And forests like a wolf, nor turn aside
Her. Beshrew the hour,
Her. Come, be friendly;
Manuel. That was a night indeed; I do remember
The lady Astarte, his
Hush! who comes here?
Enter the ABBOT. ABBOT. Where is your master ? HER. Yonder, in the tower. ABBot. I must speak with him. MANUEL.
Upon myself I take
Thou hast seen him once
Herman! I command thee,
HER. We dare not.
ABBO'r. Then it seems I must be herald
Reverend father, stop-
But step this way, And I will tell you further.
Interior of the Tower.
Man. The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains.—Beautiful! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn'd the language of another world. I do remember me, that in my youth, When I was wandering,-upon such a night I stood within the Coliseum's wall, Midst the chief relics of almighty Rome; The trees which grew along the broken arches Waved dark in the blue midnight, and the stars Shone through the rents of ruin; from afar The watchdog bayed beyond the Tiber; and More near from out the Cæsars' palace came The owl's long cry, and, interruptedly, Of distant sentinels the fitful song