Tel.Ay, now I think she awakes.
Ul. Stand thou in sight. Now, dearest wife, awake!
Wife, wife, awake! That word and in my voice
Should call thee from the grave. Dost thou not hear?
Pen. Who spake?
Ul.I speak to thee again.
Pen.Thy hand.
Ul. I hold thee, and thou me. ’Tis I. I kiss thee.
Pen. ’Tis thou. Let it be waking life, or death,
Or dream, I see thee.—