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Yolanda of Cyprus

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2017
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But this to all, I answer! —

There is my mother, see,

Wounded with wonder of this plight, and pity.

Yolanda has dwelt by her

As the fawn

By the white doe on mount Chionodes.

I would as quick believe that she had given

Her holiness up to contamination

As that Yolanda —

Yolanda. Amaury, enough!.. I know!

Amaury. As quickly!

Yolanda. Then … quell this delirium!

[A pause.

Out of your thought forever let it fall,

Hear no more of it, ever!

Be deaf to it as to a taunt of doom,

In triple mail to every peaceless word,

Granite against even its memory.

Say that you will, and now!..

Renier. So that you may

Allure him yet to wed you?

Amaury. Sir!

Renier. She would.

Yolanda. No, no! But let him… Then I will go far

Away from here to any alien air,

To opiate India, a lost sea-isle!

To the last peak of arid Caucasus.

Renier. With Camarin of Paphos?

Yolanda. With whoever

Your peace and this compelling pain… Ah no!

Renier. With him, with him, I say?..

Amaury. You drive and drain her.

To me her words shall be – me and no other.

So my Yolanda now dissolve the cling

Of this invisible but heavy hydra;

I've striven with it till no more I can.

If any tare has been unseemly sown

Upon the April vision of our love,

Say it at once that I may rend and fling it

Away from us. Say it!

Renier. Vainly implored. —

Yet ask her this, If she three nights ago —

Amaury. I will not so insult her.

Tremitus. Aieh —

Renier. Insult?

She knows what I would bid and does she hurl

Her soul in any disavowal?

Amaury. I

Will speak to her alone. Go, all of you,

There to the fountain.
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