ROMIERO: A TRAGEDY.
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ROMIERO.
SERVANT.
Since I did light your Honour from the hall.
ROMIERO.
I've passed since then two hours as truly told
As sun on dial moves.—Why shrink'st thou back?
SERVANT.
ROMIERO.
[Exit Servant.
(Putting out a lamp which stands on a side table.)
Out light! The partial gleam from yonder door
Will, as she enters, fall upon her strongly;
I'll stand aside, and mark her face unseen.
Enter Zorada, who stops short to wipe tears from her eyes, &c., as if preparing herself to appear composed; whilst Romiero, in the shade, after eyeing her suspiciously, bursts suddenly upon her.
And look as sad and rueful as thou wilt.