NEUBR.
You frighten me so, lady, that no longer
I dare stay here myself. I go and call
Rosenberg instantly. [Exit LADY NEUBRUNN.]
SCENE XII
THEKLA.
His spirit 'tis that calls me: 'tis the troop
Of his true followers, who offer'd up
Themselves to avenge his death: and they accuse me
Of an ignoble loitering—they would not
Forsake their leader even in his death—they died for him,
And shall I live?—
For me too was that laurel-garland twined
That decks his bier. Life is an empty casket.
I throw it from me. O! my only hope
To die beneath the hoofs of trampling steeds—
That is the lot of heroes upon earth!
[Exit THEKLA.[33]
[The Curtain drops.]
SCENE XIII
THEKLA, LADY NEUBRUNN, and ROSENBERG