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Look on yon heaven, Castruccio, and think
Of thine own glorious future.

CASTRUCCIO.

Has life no service I could render thee?

CLARICHA.

What is there I could ask of thee but love?

CASTRUCCIO.

I cannot part with thee: I had forgotten

That there were sweet and gentle thoughts in life;
Let me do something for thy sake, my loved one.

CLARICHA.

Oh, death, this is thy agony!

CASTRUCCIO.

The council will have met—I must away;

Who could restrain my followers in their fear
If I were missing? but not yet farewell,
I have so much to say, so much to ask.
We meet again, Claricha; I must seek
At least to be thy friend; we meet again.

CLARICHA.

Alas! why should we meet? it is in vain.

CASTRUCCIO.

I cannot choose, my heart beats quick with joy:

Youth, hope, and tenderness return with thee.

CLARICHA.

For thine own sake, Castruccio, fare-thee-well.

CASTRUCCIO.

Stay yet one moment; if thou didst but know

How faithfully this heart has kept thy name,
Its sad and secret music; years have past