Friedrich Schiller - Don Carlos ( Act 4 Scene 7) lyrics

The KING's Cabinet. The KING seated, near him the INFANTA CLARA EUGENIA. KING (after a deep silence). No—she is sure my daughter—or can nature Thus lie like truth! Yes, that blue eye is mine! And I am pictured in thy every feature. Child of my love! for such thou art—I fold thee Thus to my heart; thou art my blood.   [Starts and pauses: My blood— What's worse to fear? Are not my features his?   [Takes the miniature in his hand and looks first at the portrait, then at the mirror opposite; at last he throws it on the ground, rises hastily, and pushes the INFANTA from him. Away, away! I'm lost in this abyss.