Ring through the air around me! Canst thou not
Bid them be hush’d? Oh!—look not on me thus!
Ans. Lady! thy thoughts lend sternness to the looks
Which are but sad! Have all then perish’d? all?
Was there no mercy!
Vit. Mercy! it hath been
A word forbidden as th’ unhallow’d names
Of evil powers. Yet one there was who dared
To own the guilt of pity, and to aid
The victims!—but in vain. Of him no more!