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Crassus. ‘Yes! there is fear mixed with the fascination. It is the reverence that chastity, be sure! Gains fom the impure. Aurea. O virtuous nati It is the fear of the uninitiate Before the throne of Fate ‘The hicrophant. Crassus. Kiss me, however! Aurcra. Did J grant ‘This favour, all were lost. It is your truth To Adela that tempts my youth. [Henceforth Auicia shakes with silent laughter. Crassvs. What fite breasts you have! Auicra. Ay, maiden breasts! Would you betray my cath? Crassus. My will contests My wisaes.
1912 · PDF PAGE 19
Crassus. I fear him. Anica. Go and Ile there, at his feet. Lie supine! Lie on that moss-covered root, While I draw forth the flute And make a marvellous music. [She ceases laughing and begins to play. Crassus. O I writhe Beneath the force oflips, of fingers lithe ‘That touch the delicate stops so delicately. Auicia. Hush! T have drawn the bird from the bush. Pan will appear anon. CRassy An! Abt... Ahl Ahl Arca. This music moves you. Now I'll play a tune That would make mad the melancholy moon. This. a2
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…y did you make 2 mocker your attorney? The way to Rome leads through the Apennines. Bacchus has horns beneath the crown of vines. If you fear horns, make some polite excuse Net to invoke him by the name Zagreust A Faun (Passing among the trees). ‘Ye thought me a lamb With a crown of thorns: Lam royal, a ram With death in my horns. So mild and soft And feminine, H#
1912 · PDF PAGE 13
…shadow of some unspeakable desire, Strikes my heart cold, and sets my brain on fire. Aurcra. Learn this, as we pass through the portico: Fear nothing; there is nothing you can know! And by these terraces and steps that gleam Wintry, although the summer night is hot, This—what we seek is never what we find! 16
1912 · PDF PAGE 12
… as I gave my love. Aucu. 1! love you have not understood. ‘You have not guessed its secret food. ‘You have not seen its single eye; But fear and doubt and jealousy Have risen, and now your love is trembling Like a mountebank dissembling When his trick's detected. Come! To find home we must leave home. 5