CATILINE. [Calls out.] Then follow me to battle on the plain!
AURELIA. [Throws herself in his arms.] Catiline,—do not leave me,—take me with you!
CATILINE. No, stay, Aurelia!
FURIA. [As before.] Take her, Catiline! Worthy your death will be, as was your life, When you are vanquished—in a woman's arms!
CATILINE. [Thrusts AURELIA aside.] Away, you who would rob me of my fame! Death shall o'ertake me in the midst of men. I have a life to atone, a name to clear—
FURIA. Just so; just so, my gallant Catiline!
CATILINE. All things I will uproot from out my soul That bind me to my life of empty dreams! All that is of the past shall henceforth be As if 'twere not—
AURELIA. Oh, cast me not away! By all the love I bear you, Catiline,— I beg you, I adjure,—let us not part!
CATILINE. My heart is dead, my sight is blind to love. From life's great mockery I turn my eyes; And gaze but on the dim, yet mighty star Of fame that is to be!
AURELIA. O gods of mercy!