I hear her voice.
The Ghost.
Dear child whom I call
As I used to do;
’Tis your mother, ’tis she;
List to her voice.
Antonia.
No, enough, I cannot!
Miracle.
Again.
I hear her voice.
The Ghost.
Dear child whom I call
As I used to do;
’Tis your mother, ’tis she;
List to her voice.
Antonia.
No, enough, I cannot!
Miracle.
Again.