If that this moment is not gained.
Zar.My brain turns—
My eyes fail—where is he? [She faints.
Sar. (advancing).No—set her down;
She's dead—and you have slain her.
Sal.'Tis the mere
Faintness of o'erwrought passion: in the air
She will recover. Pray, keep back.—[Aside.] I must
Avail myself of this sole moment to420
Bear her to where her children are embarked,