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Portrait of Hrotsvitha 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!
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Portrait of Hrotsvitha Hrotsvitha The Plays of Roswitha — Callimachus (1923)

FORTUNATUS. If it is as you say, if Drusiana has restored me to life and Callimachus believes in Christ, I reject life and choose death. I would rather not exist than see them swelling with grace and virtue!
JOHN. Oh, incredible envy of the devil! Oh, malice of the old serpent, who since he made our first parents taste death has never ceased to writhe at the glory of the righteous! Oh, Fortunatus, brimful of Satan's bitter gall, how much do you resemble the rotten tree that, bearing only bad fruit, must be cut down and cast into the fire!
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Portrait of Hrotsvitha Hrotsvitha The Plays of Roswitha — Callimachus (1923)

DRUSIANA. Not a word more. Leave me at once, for it is a sin to listen to you now that I understand your devilish meaning.
CALLIMACHUS. My Drusiana, do not kill me with your looks. Do not drive away one who worships you, but give back love for love.
DRUSIANA. Wicked, insidious words! They fall on deaf ears. Your love disgusts me. Understand I despise you!
CALLIMACHUS. You cannot make me angry, because I know that you would own my passion moves you if you were not ashamed.
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