Grief, rage, disdain, distraction, and despair
Are equal in my daughters' different fates;
In one, to be constrained to be your wife;
In one, to be refused.
Enter Veramond, and Victoria led as to Marriage: A Train follows; and after it a Guard.
Cel. Great nature, break thy chain, that links together
The fabric of this globe, and make a chaos
Like that within my soul! O heaven unkind!
That gives us passions strong and unconfined,
And leaves us reason for a vain defence;