A messenger announces the death of Margarita; Olybius rushes to kill him; but, recovering self-command—
——————————“Oh, I’m sick
Of this accursed pomp: I will not use
Its privilege of revenge. Fatal trappings
Of proud authority! That * * * * *
* * * shine and burn into the very entrails!
Supremacy!! the great prerogative
Of being blasted by superior misery!”
A second messenger announces that
“The enchantress Margarita, by her death,