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 1 1|      weapon ’gainst so great a heart!~ ~Must courage proved a
 2 1|      to ashes cold~ ~If we the heart His spirit wooes withhold.~ ~
 3 1|        burn.~50~Then, since my heart is true, Nearchus, say—~ ~
 4 1|      feeble woman weep!~65~The heart that God has touched ’tis
 5 1|     tears!~ ~ POLY. I know thy heart! It is mine own—the tear~
 6 1|    within the fort—thy traitor heart!~ ~Enter PAULINE and STRATONICE~~
 7 1|   above!~ ~ POLY. Thou hast my heart! Let this content thy love!~ ~
 8 1|       As sovereigns o’er man’s heart! Poor regents of an hour!~ ~
 9 1|    trusts alone in free!~ ~One heart for thee and him—one purpose
10 1|     purpose sure,~155~Yet this heart beats to dare—and to endure.~ ~
11 1|      endure.~ ~The wife’s true heart must o’er the peril sigh~ ~
12 1|   peril sigh~ ~Which meets his heart moved but to purpose high;~ ~
13 1|        endure.~ ~He touched my heart, but never stained the soul~ ~
14 1|      have bound me to Severus’ heart,~ ~Had duty not enforced
15 1|      To claim the key to every heart in Rome!~ ~He spoke: in
16 1|        these tears for him thy heart desires!’~ ~Anon a Christian
17 1|     what new fear, say, is thy heart opprest?~ ~ FELIX. Severus
18 1|      crush me down, to turn my heart to stone,~ ~This, that I
19 1|      thy sire obeyed;~ 315~Thy heart was fond, but duty love
20 1| without redress.~ ~The traitor heart shall still a prisoner be;~ ~
21 1|      would go~ 345~To steel my heart—all weapons to embrace!~ ~
22 1|      fate!~ ~ PAUL. Go, broken heart, to probe thy wound; cut
23 2|     gives her hand, but if her heart~ ~Be mine no more—than let
24 2|       give no captive hand—her heart is free:~ ~No promise wrung,
25 2|          A hero captures every heart, from Antioch to Spain!~ ~
26 2|    only loss and shame;~30~One heart for me—Pauline’s! One boast—
27 2|         he holds—shall hold—my heart!~ ~Truth is my guide,—let
28 2|      had Pauline been thine,~ ~Heart, faith and duty, linked
29 2|       sway, e’en with a broken heart!~ ~ SEV. O happy thou! O
30 2|        love’s infirmity!~ ~Thy heart thy tool, o’er every passion
31 2|        I too could smother~ ~A heart in leash, find solace in
32 2|       me sever!~ ~Thou hast no heart to give—thou lov’dst me
33 2|       Yea, let her break~ ~The heart she pierces, yet can never
34 2|       left,~170~Take pity on a heart of thee and Heaven bereft!~ ~
35 2|      by name, yet noble in his heart!~ ~ PAUL. Ah, Polyeucte
36 2|            PAUL. Yes, yes, his heart is great; be that my stay!~ ~
37 2|    grief lay down, thy fearful heart restore!~ 235~Let night’
38 2|        NEAR. Ah, I must own my heart is slave to fear.~ 325~The
39 2|       Who fears denial does at heart deny;~ ~Who doubts the power
40 2|       I embrace,~ ~To nerve my heart and arm, Heaven grant me
41 2|      is just, is true—O coward heart, be still!~ ~I lived to
42 3|    changeful forms, my eye, my heart, my mind:~ ~My soul finds
43 3|     PAUL.Nay, soothe my aching heart!~ ~I would have comfort,—
44 3|       ever move~ ~Thy father’s heart to hate the man thou crown’
45 3|     into ice,~ ~And that proud heart, which never meekness, knew,~
46 3|       they never change;~ ~His heart is fixed—past power of man
47 3|      to devouring flame.~ ~His heart is fixed, his mind is still
48 3|       Importunate! Although my heart is soft,~ ~It is not wax,—
49 3|             Say more—my goaded heart will turn to stone;~ ~Vex
50 4|      lord.~ ~ POLY. Ah, how my heart quails at that single word!~ ~
51 4|  concerns his joy and peace of heart.~ ~ CLEON. On willing foot,
52 4|      be my stay,~ ~And fire my heart to beat alone for thee!~ ~
53 4|         PAUL. Adore Him in thy heart, but say no word!~ ~ POLY.
54 4|     Yet, if repentant from thy heart it came,~ ~’Twould waken
55 4|        hear my call! My inmost heart now see,~ ~Who lives a Christian
56 4|        ecstasy!~ ~Oh, ease the heart that once was hers,—and
57 4|     move?—~ 250~Blessed by thy heart!—Thy sweetest lips to taste!—~ ~
58 4|       thou must know my inmost heart;~ ~I hear the knell bids
59 4|        Tis death that hath thy heart; thou woo’st a grave.~ 330~
60 5|      canst not read—tho’ noble heart he feigns.~5~The father
61 5|        If Polyeucte hold their heart, the people fierce~60~Will
62 5|       be!~ ~ POLY. In thy hard heart alone a bar I see.~ ~ FELIX. (
63 5|     wouldst reveal a Christian heart?~ ~To idols dumb—to Pagans
64 5|       my friend,~ ~And lover’s heart to love an ear should lend.~ ~
65 5|      who my foe?~145~Who has a heart to feel?—this would I know.~ ~
66 5|     that once gained by maiden heart,~ ~Hath still that worth
67 5|          PAUL. Thy wife’s true heart another treatment owes:~ ~
68 5|        are sealed to lips, and heart to heart,~ ~’Tis tyranny,
69 5|   sealed to lips, and heart to heart,~ ~’Tis tyranny, not law,
70 5|         and nothing will.~ ~My heart is tender, and it beats
71 5|        thou no eyes to see, no heart to feel?~ ~Thy guilt, thy
72 5|      while delay doth break my heart!~ ~Enough of dallying! While
73 5|        cry—‘Christ only has my heart!’~ ~Thy bliss and mine secure!