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ADELA. Til kill her now. But sec! my swan is dead. Auicta. ‘Yest and what light is breaking overhead? What blaze of blue and gold envelops us? Crassus. O marvel! O miraculous! Abeta. ‘What is it? Why, my lover's life, in me Once concentrated, now diffused, illumes ‘The endless reaches of eternity With infinite brilliance, with intense perfumes. Autcia. then your lover was some god’s disguise. ADELA. And you have robbed me. Now beware your eyes! [Ste springs at Arscis, who guards herself easily. But in the struggle her robe tears. Autcia. Take c…
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…cta, Hush, you coarse slave; we'll surprise ‘Your good wife in her mystic exercise, Quick, through the bramble! [They burst through upon ADELA. ‘Crassus. Now, you beast, I've got you! The curse of God, and plague of Naples, rot you! For this white brute—one slit! [2e cuts the throat of Tu SWAN mith his dagger. ADELA, Oh love betrayed! O my dead beauty! Faugh! deceitful maid. Not Crassus found me out. Had I the wings Of my dead love—oh lovel_— Aticta. Why, wondrous thingst ADELA. ‘These nails shall serve. A servant! Crassus. She shall be My wife…
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Crassus. am weary of Adela grown chaste and chill. Antcia. ‘The hunter fags; how heavy is the hill! But you are bound to Adela. Crassus. To yout Aurcta. But you have given me freedom. I will leave you. ‘Crassus. What have I done to grieve you? Aurcia. ‘You have been the solemn fool with fece awry ‘That I have gathered in my ecstasy. You ace only a vulgar primrose I have plucked. Crassus. At Ieast, she-devil, you have been well—treated. Aucta. O teagie farce—not even rimes completed! Nay, darling! no rebellion. When you know 32
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…! Blind babes, love one another, no less true Because the gods have deigned to dwell with you! [The eagle bears GANYMEDE aloft. Crassus, Adela! these are mysteries too great For you 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
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…fore 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.
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…ire. Black smoke thou art, © altar-flame, that dost dismember, Devour the hearth, to leave no ember To warm this heart. I see her still— Adela dancing here Till dim gods did appear To work our will. "
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My secret, you will understand. You are bound ‘To Adela within the portico, ‘To me upon this ground. By day, in life, adore the Lares, mant By night, in death, make offering to Pan! Can you cut day from night by any endeavour? If so, both life and death were lost for ever. Come, the stream steepens. Crassus. This road leads to hell. Anicta. The way to heaven is shorter. Crassus. Who can tell? ALICIA. I have measured it. Crassus. You, girl? Aurcta. It is not hard. Crassvs. ‘What did you make the height of it? 33 c
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…et me kiss you! Aticia. So you stop my songt [She ceases the tune. Crassus. There is another song. Auicia. You do me wrong. For you love Adela! Crassus. By God, girl, not I love Alicia, Aurcia. Ah! you love her sol [Ske daughs. 23
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…I are pledged to sup Upon a secret. Crassus. All your secret shone. [She laughs again. Auicta. Oh, when you know it! But you must divine Adela’s shrine. 3
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…risp air to the grove upon the isle... . Do you see her? Do you see her? Crassus. Monstrous! Vile! These eyes betray me. Aucta. Nol your Adela lies With arms thrown back, head tilted, open thighs. Her lips flame out like poppies in the dusk. The breeze brings back to us a scent of musk. Her mouth is oozing kisses! Crassus. Filthy harlot! Axtcia. I never fed on a superber scarlet. And look! the wonder of plumes that foams upon Her tidal breast—oh, but a swan! a swan! A swan snow-white with his sole scarlet hidden In the abode forbidden! 7