A grave, to turn from us aside

The darts destruction’s daemons guide!

For hark!—both justice and compassion cry,

“To save the guiltless, let the guilty die!”

Rolla. (Starting) What do I hear!—say,—what is the meaning of this?

(Chorus of Priests.)

Haste!—dig a grave t’avenge the gods!

A grave, that in death’s dark abodes,

Lost Cora’s crime, of deepest die,

May soon for ever buried lie!