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Page 1 of 11912 · 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
1912 · PDF PAGE 22
…l To love as to be sentimental. I will yet make you wise. Know that I have the magic to disguise Myself in many ways. Do you feel this? (Lie still, this heaven were ruined by a kis: Tam a butterfly, such idle flitting As toa flower like you is fitting. Now I'ma mole. Do you think you know me now? Here is the earthworm severed by the plough. 25
1912 · PDF PAGE 41
… and me to estimate. But, widowed both, come, seck domestic charms As we were wont, in one another's arms! ‘What perfect moss for you to lie upon! ADELA. am your wife, dear Crassus. (sotto voce) Oh, my swant CURTAIN, “4