'Tis not to be borne! Well, then, since I cannot escape you, I know him--know everything--know more than I wish to know! (Suddenly restraining herself, then continuing with a violence which by degrees increases to frenzy.) But dare, unhappy one!--dare but still to love, or be beloved by him! What did I say? Dare but to think of him, or to be one of his thoughts! I am powerful, unhappy one!-- dreadful in my vengeance! As sure as there is a God in heaven thou art lost forever! (LOUISA: Past all redemption, my lady, the moment you succeed in compelling him to love you!) I understand you--but I care not for his love! I will conquer this disgraceful passion. I will torture my own heart; but thine will I crush to atoms! Rocks and chasms will I hurl between you. I will rush, like a fury, into the heaven of your joys. My name shall affright your loves as a spectre scares an assassin. That young and blooming form in his embrace shall wither to a skeleton. I cannot be blest with him-- neither shalt thou. Know, wretched girl; that to blast the happiness of others is in itself a happiness!

Lady Milford Monologue from Love and Intrigue: A Tragedy

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