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Clem. Lift the dark veil of years! Behind, what waits? A human heart. Vast city, where reside All glories and all vilenesses; while foul, Yet silent, through the roar of passions rolls The river of the Darling Sin, and bears A life and yet a poison on its tide.
Clem. Thy wife? Vict. Avaunt! I've changed that word to "scorn"! Clem. Thy child? Vict. Ay, that strikes home, -- my child, my child! Love and Hatred, by -- -