Hrotsvitha,
The Plays of Roswitha — Callimachus
(1923)
“ FORTUNATUS. Quick, then! We'll go to the tomb. CALLIMACHUS. You cannot go quickly enough for me. SCENE VII FORTUNATUS. There lies the body. The face is not like the face of a corpse. The limbs show no sign of decay. You can take her to your heart. CALLIMACHUS. O Drusiana, Drusiana, I worshipped you with my whole soul! I yearned from my very bowels to embrace you! And you repulsed me, and thwarted my desire. Now you are in my power, now I can wound you with my kisses, and pour out my love on you. FORTUNATUS. Take care! A monstrous serpent! It is coming towards us! ”
