such is the tyrant's fashion of relieving himself in difficulties!
Convey me thither! She shall be free!
And the danger to which thou dost expose thyself? Know, the guilt of blood,
shed by thy hand, lies yet upon the town. Over the place where fell the
murdered one, avenging spirits hover and watch for the returning murderer.
This too from thee? The death and downfall of a world be on thee, monster!
Conduct me thither, I say, and set her free!
I will conduct thee. And what I can do, - hear! Have I all power in heaven