Guido
There lies a barrier between us now,
Which then I knew not, or I had forgot.
Duchess
There is no barrier, Guido; why, I will go
In poor attire, and will follow you
Over the world.
Guido [wildly]
The world’s not wide enough
To hold us two! Farewell, farewell for ever.
Duchess [calm, and controlling her passion]
Why did you come into my life at all, then,
Or in the desolate garden of my heart
Sow that white flower of love—?
Guido
O Beatrice!