:43:01
Let's see your hand
:43:04
Her hand
:43:07
Hush, let me take her pulse
:43:11
God
Is this but a wanton dream
:43:16
Is it illusion
:43:25
The beat's very uneven and quick
:43:29
A sad conclusion
:43:32
Then sing
:43:33
No, no
No more
:43:36
You shall not make her sing
- Sing away
:43:57
Look, her cheeks are aglow
:43:59
Her eyes aflame
:44:01
And she presses her hand to her heart
as it beats
:44:06
What's he say
:44:09
It would be a shame
:44:11
It would indeed
:44:13
If we should leave to death
:44:16
So fair a prey to claim
- No more, no more
:44:21
If you would care
to trust what I contrive
:44:27
If you would care
she could survive
:44:31
Now see some bottles here
:44:34
Which I keep in reserve
:44:37
No more
:44:38
These should provide
:44:40
No more
:44:42
The Lord preserve me
from your vile consultations
:44:45
You torture and slay
:44:47
These should provide
one dose each day
:44:51
One dose each day
:44:57
I hear you
Come this way
:44:59
Quickly then
No delay