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Retributive Justice; A Tragedy [By J. Aston].

Retributive Justice; A Tragedy [By J. Aston].

Aston, Joseph

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ISBN10: 1151654086
ISBN13: 9781151654083
Publisher: General Books
Pages: 20
Weight: 0.12
Height: 0.04 Width: 7.44 Depth: 9.69
Language: English
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1813. Excerpt: ... Adelberg. It was; but ever and anon, with anxious looks, he turned his head and looked at what he had done.--Have I said enough', my Lord?--or can a father want further confirmation of a son's guilt, looking a moment on that face? Count. Leave us!--In mercy, leave us! Adelberg. My task is not yet performed. I owe some retribution to you, my Lord; for my thoughts fastened upon you as the accomplice in his guilt. I thought that you had placed me in the suspicious chamber, to shield his crime by fixing it on me. I grasped my dagger, and with hasty steps, I gained your room. Thank God! You slept! That sleep proved you guiltless; for no one could have slept as you did, accessary to such a deed. It was that full proof of your innocence, and the consciousness of my own, that gave me confidence to come hither to meet enquiry, when I heard your servant sought me. You see your son is in my power, and stands confessed the villain I have followed through the world. Adolphus. I pray thee, good soul! for what?--What had I done, that you should follow my steps? You have acknowledged you knew not my person, and yet avowed revenge was all your motive. Adelberg. I know you eow, as Adolphus, the younger Carlsheim.--Now know me. Adolphus. Well, Sir! Who are you? Adelberg. Count Kruesmark. Adolphus. Recoiling back. Kruesmark! Adelberg. Amelia Kruesmark, --the sweetest of God's creatures, --of whom all said, before she met thy blasting eye, Virtue was personified in an angel's form, --she was my sister. We were orphans, my Lord--I was her only brother--she my only sister--we were a world to one another.--I was abroad in the service of my king and country, when your son first saw her. Like the subtle serpent he hid his vile intentions beneath the mask of virtue; but with pretence ...

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