A TRAGEDY
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Ha! see I rightly?
Rosa from Mull?
ROSA.
A woeful bearer of unwelcome tidings.
DUGALD.
ROSA.
DUGALD.
She was alive and well.—Hast thou so soon
The castle quitted—left thy lady's corse?
ROSA.
When, as they say, she died, I from the castle
By force was ta'en, and to mainland convey'd;
Where in confinement I remain'd, till chance
Gave me the means of breaking from my prison;
And hither am I come, in woeful plight,
The dismal tale to tell.