Atto

 1 1|  Then, then, I left my hero, hope and Rome,~ ~And, far from
 2 1|   fights—he leads—all others hope resign;~ ~But from despair’
 3 1| plucks a star benign,~ ~This—hope’s fair fruit, contentment,
 4 1|         FELIX. What room for hope? Such wrath is child of
 5 1|     thee, in thee alone, one hope remains,~ ~Love held him
 6 2|     I but trouble see—~ ~Who hope for love undimmed, for ecstasy?~
 7 2|   mine no more—than let vain hope depart!~ ~This mandate binds
 8 2|  embrace.~35~In every war my hope was placed in death,~ ~Her
 9 2|     then am I lost indeed!~ ~Hope hid beyond the cloud, yet
10 2|    the cloud, yet still fond hope was there:~ ~But now all
11 2|     was there:~ ~But now all hope is dead, lives only black
12 2|   Relentless Fate, to quench hope’s dawning ray!~ ~Take back
13 2|    justified~ ~That bounding hope of mine, though fruitage
14 2|       PAUL. That grief might hope beget, so leave a stain!~ ~
15 2|    Grief’s fruit for thee be hope—death—immortality!~ ~ SEV.
16 2| altar fair,—~ ~The deathless hope alone can kill despair!~
17 2|     eagle wings of faith and hope ascend!~ ~I hail my master—
18 3| every guest save one;~ ~Fair hope has flown,—no star can pierce
19 3|    friend:~ ~In travail sore hope comes not to the birth—~ ~
20 3|   and straight embrace,~ ~At hope I clutch, who still eludes
21 3|          At this one thought hope’s flame leaps up to die!~ ~
22 3|    ere she see the light.~40~Hope but deceived,—my fear alone
23 3|       no, he lives—yet every hope is fled;~ ~That courage
24 3|   thou lov’st him still, all hope forsake!~ 225~In one day
25 3|   now he cherisheth a tender hope;~ ~He sees his rival prostrate
26 3|     dark despair to love and hope give place~ ~To save the
27 3|     own the base, the coward hope,~ ~’Gainst which my strength
28 3|     too weak to cope,~ ~That hope whose phoenix ashes yet
29 4| conspire~ ~To chain immortal hope to earthly goal;~ ~Let earth-bound
30 4|     it came,~ ~’Twould waken hope, still brief, and banish
31 4|   thy desires a slave,~ ~See hope emerging from my husband’
32 4|     abhorred desire!~ ~Back, hope! Back, happiness! The mate
33 4|      less than I yet dare to hope,~ ~Then tell me not! all
34 4|   bids me drain;—so new-born hope is killed.~ ~Before I proffer
35 4|    thee not. What canst thou hope to gain?~ ~ SEV. A glory
36 5|      to thy constancy.~ ~The hope I cherished—fondled—now