LADY KIRSTEN.
My poor unfortunate son!
Now are you saved from the evil one!
There comes Lord Arne with Ingeborg, your wife!
OLAF. [With a cry and as if suddenly awakening.]
Ingeborg!—With that have you shattered my life!
My happiness then was not what it seemed!
Alas, that you had to inform me of this!
OLAF. [In despair.]
Dear mother! a beautiful dream I have dreamed;
You waken me now,—there's an end to my bliss!