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THE PHANTOM: A DRAMA.
MARIAN.
For the mere shapings of a sleepy brain!
MALCOLM.
MARIAN.
Will sometimes have its dream as well as sleep.
ALICE.
Weakness and wretchedness disturb the brain;
Perhaps it was the vision of a swoon.
Be not so miserable, gentle Malcolm!
O that this vision did foretell my death,
If she were well and happy!
MALCOLM.
When paining thee, I'm hateful to myself.
(Taking both her hands, which he presses to his lips.)
MARIAN.
MALCOLM.
(Going, then returning again to Alice.)
And didst thou hear her voice?