One human heart!
Gon. These are wild words, but yet
I will not doubt thee! Hast thou not been found
Noble in all things, pouring thy soul’s light
Undimm’d o’er every trial? And, as our fates,
So must our names be, undivided!—Thine,
I’ th’ record of a warrior’s life, shall find
Its place of stainless honour. By his side——
Elm. May this be borne! How much of agony
Hath the heart room for? Speak to me in wrath