Bion. The prince
Shall be her judge.
Ban. First let us speak aside,
For Antioch fails us, and we've more to weigh
Than the quick death of this too-guilty pair.
[Banissat, Biondel, and Vigard go off above]
Ber. I have brought death upon you.
Ard. Life, 'tis life
Now beating in the dawn! What music! Hear it!
O, we shall live, my lord, and live together!
Ber. In Heaven, love.
Ard. True, for this planet too,
Ay, even this earth, is set in Heaven as deep
As any star. 'Tis we are heaven to eyes
In other worlds, and would be to our own
Could we believe. O, hope with me, my Bertrand!
No, no, not hope, whose other half is doubt,
And to its dark and fearful double owes
Its very radiance, too, too unlike
Belief's transmuting sun!
Ber. Ah, love, no man ere broke
Undrained his cup, or brewed again those drops
To his desire——
Ard. Nay, every man is new
In destiny, his star his own, and foots
Unmeasured paths.
Ber. On mortal feet.