Olga
Olga. [unmasking.]I am Death.
Czar. Oh take another name! Is Death so beautiful?
[A hand is stretched over Olga's shoulder and
stabs the Czar to the heart
Czar. Oh take another name! Is Death so beautiful?
[A hand is stretched over Olga's shoulder and
stabs the Czar to the heart
LAST SCENE
Another apartment—Ivan (the assassin) and Olga,
guarded. Ivan, fettered. Olga, on a couch insensible
guarded. Ivan, fettered. Olga, on a couch insensible
Ivan. [Watching Olga.] She fell thus in a swoon and lay as dead,
Soon as the blow was dealt.
Guard.She's coming to.
Olga. [Reviving.] Where am I? what am I? and who are you?
Ivan. You are in the palace where your task was. done,
You are a martyr-saint, the crown of women—
I your poor comrade—but that name of honour
Is as a halo, in whose light I go
Right proudly to the scaffold.
Olga.I go too?
Ivan. Perchance they'll pardon all that loveliness.
Olga. I am perplexed—I know myself no more.
Soon as the blow was dealt.
Guard.She's coming to.
Olga. [Reviving.] Where am I? what am I? and who are you?
Ivan. You are in the palace where your task was. done,
You are a martyr-saint, the crown of women—
I your poor comrade—but that name of honour
Is as a halo, in whose light I go
Right proudly to the scaffold.
Olga.I go too?
Ivan. Perchance they'll pardon all that loveliness.
Olga. I am perplexed—I know myself no more.
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