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DE GREY.

Cease, I pray thee, friend,

And tell me not——

SECOND FISHERMAN.

Nay, faith, he tells you true:

She stood above the water, with stretched arms
Clung to the dripping rock, like the white pinions—

DE GREY.

Peace, peace, I say! thy words are agony:—

Give to my mind no image of the thing!

(Exeunt, bearing Helen into an inner part of the house.)