Both. The wedded pair!
Enter Ulrica from the house.
Ul. As late I travers'd yonder plain,
I heard a pilgrim worn with pain,
A trav'ller thus addressing:
"What can't be cur'd
Must be endur'd,
But pray, kind friend, your blessing."
Chris. at } "What can't be cur'd
the window. } Must be endur'd,
} But pray, kind friend, your blessing."
Ul. You hear (to baron)—and you (to countess.)
Bar. } We do! we do!
Count.}
Ul. And you agree! (coaxing them.)
I see—I see!
We've liberty!
All. Love, true love is crown'd with glory!
Viva—viva con amore!
[Exeunt.