THE SCORPION
—and at last he is hurled fighting into the hungry mouth
of death.
LAYLAH. The cloud grows.
RINALDO. Indeed you love me, if you bid me waste no
time.
LAYLAH. Oh nol
.
.
.
I must respect you.
You treat me as if I were a pebble in
the sand.
Nothing moves you.
RINALDO. Love moves me‘
LAYLAH. We are opposites in all.
RINALDO. So Nature hath
ordained.
Man
hates his
neighbour
: but when he finds his opposite, he loves it.
All
joy is the warfare of enemies, from the clash of lance and
sabre, when Saracen meets Christian on the plain to—this,
when Christian crushes Saracen in his arms and—
[He elasps her.
LAYLAH. Oh! [The ?}]]/!67 is overturned and the water
flow: oni.
RINALDO. I love you.
LAYLAH. I am a speck of dust in the simoom.
RINALDO. Let it whirll
There is no more Christian and
Saracen, but man and woman—as it was in the beginning and
for ever shall be.
He has barne her in his arms to the [all grasses.
She
struggles use/25:1].
They are now invisible.
LAYLAH. Help me, O God of Battles!
RINALDO. God is love.
[Musia
From the well issues a nymph dressed in silver
and azure gauze, with jewels and roses in her hair.
Afier her a cluster ofchildren]
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