Wer.Every thing!
That ruffian is thy father![177]
Jos.Oh, my son!
Believe him not—and yet!—(her voice falters.)
Ulr. (starts, looks earnestly at Werner
and then says slowly)And you avow it?
Wer. Ulric, before you dare despise your father,100
Learn to divine and judge his actions. Young,
Rash, new to life, and reared in Luxury's lap,
Is it for you to measure Passion's force,