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Vald. The sober truth is all too much for me!
I see no sail which brings not to my mind
The home-bound bark, in which my son was captured
By the Algerine—to perish with his captors!
Ter. Oh no! he did not!
Vald. Captured in sight of land!
From yon Hill-point, nay, from our castle watch-tower
We might have seen—
Ter. His capture, not his death.
Vald. Alas! how aptly thou forgett'st a tale
Thou ne'er didst wish to learn! my brave Ordonio
Saw both the pirate and his prize go down,
In the same storm that baffled his own valour,
And thus twice snatched a brother from his hopes.
Marginal correction in MS. III, Remorse.
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Stage-direction om. Remorse.
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