you. I will be as cunning as the serpent. I will use all my skill and strength to trap you.
SCENE IV
DRUSIANA. O Lord Jesus, what use is my vow of chastity? My beauty has all the same made this man love me. Pity my fears, O Lord. Pity the grief which has seized me. I know not what to do. If I tell anyone what has happened, there will be disorder in the city on my account; if I keep silence, only Thy grace can protect me from falling into the net spread for me. O Christ, take me to Thyself. Let me die swiftly. Save me from being the ruin of a soul!
ANDRONICUS. Drusiana, Drusiana! Christ, what blow has fallen on me! Drusiana is dead. Run one of you and fetch the holy man John.
SCENE V
JOHN. Why do you weep, my son?
ANDRONICUS. Oh, horrible! O Lord, that life should suddenly become so hateful!
JOHN. What troubles you?
ANDRONICUS. Drusiana, your disciple, Drusiana—
JOHN. She has passed from the sight of men?
ANDRONICUS. Yes. And I am desolate.
JOHN. It is not right to mourn so bitterly for those whose souls we know rejoice in peace.
