Two Ways of Love.
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Tom (hoarsely)—
It is a tale to move a heart of stone
And mine, alas! is only made of flesh.
How can I throw a shadow on your life,
And darken it———
It is a tale to move a heart of stone
And mine, alas! is only made of flesh.
How can I throw a shadow on your life,
And darken it———
Adrienne—
You could not do it, Tom.
You could not do it, Tom.
Tom—
And yet I must. For, listen, Adrienne,
You cannot marry while I live. No! No!
No casuistry can ever alter that.
You are my wife———
And yet I must. For, listen, Adrienne,
You cannot marry while I live. No! No!
No casuistry can ever alter that.
You are my wife———
Adrienne—
What! would you dare to hold
That empty rite before me? Madness, Tom———
What! would you dare to hold
That empty rite before me? Madness, Tom———
Tom—
Ay! madness truly, Adrienne. I know
All you can argue; nothing alters this,
That you can never marry till this tie
Between our lives is broken. Either Death
Ay! madness truly, Adrienne. I know
All you can argue; nothing alters this,
That you can never marry till this tie
Between our lives is broken. Either Death
