The World’s Tragedy

90 THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY. CHAU I wager thirty loads of merchandise Most precious — sandalwood and gold and spice And jewels, and divine medicaments, And goat-hair broideries, and silken tents — And thirty diamonds of the purest water, It is a daughter ! ALEXANDER I take it — and yours too, my lord. Maybe You both are wrong. GOVINDA True, this much mystery Veils the whole matter — it were hard to say. CHAU Shang Ti ! how fierce a bray The amorous ass gives. MIRIAM Heave, o heave, my sides ! Stretch ! Split ! This pang decides