ANNA
Be silent...cease.
There lacks, alas, there lacks only the blood of Anna

To complete the crime, and it will be spilt.

ALL

Heaven! Spare her wounded heart this blow
Which she cannot bear.


ANNA
False couple, I do not call down
The final vengeance in this terrible hour;

I go down into the open grave which awaits me
With pardon on my lips,
May they obtain mercy and favour for me

In the presence of a God of pity.