[216] [See the next to the last scene of the tragedy:
Odoardo. Under the pretext of a judicial investigation he tears you out of our arms and takes you to Grimaldi....
Emilia. Give me that dagger, father, me!...
Odoardo. No, no! Reflect—You too have only one life to lose.
Emilia. And only one innocence!
Odoardo. Which is above the reach of any violence.—
Emilia. But not above the reach of any seduction.—Violence! violence! who cannot defy violence? What is called violence is nothing; seduction is the true violence.—I have blood, father; blood as youthful and warm as anybody's. My senses are senses.—I can warrant nothing. I am sure of nothing. I know Grimaldi's house. It is the house of pleasure. An hour there, under my mother's eyes—and there arose in my soul so much tumult as the strictest exercises of religion could hardly quiet in weeks.—Religion! And what religion?—To escape nothing worse, thousands sprang into the water and are saints.—Give me that dagger, father, give it to me....
Emilia. Once indeed there was a father who, to save his daughter from shame, drove into her heart whatever steel he could quickest find—gave life to her for the second time. But all such deeds are of the past! Of such fathers there are no more!
Odoardo. Yes, daughter, yes! (Stabs her.)]
[217] [Or, "regulate" (richten)]