The World's Greatest Books — Volume 17 — Poetry and Drama
SCENE IV.--_Rustic garden_. MARIE _sleeping in an arbour._ LERSE.
LERSE: Gracious lady, awake! We must away. Goetz captured as a rebel and thrown into a dungeon! His age! His wounds!
MARIE: We must hurry to Weislingen. Only dire necessity can drive me to this step. Saving my brother's life I go to death. I shall kneel to him, weep before him. [_Exit._