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… your love forgotten? Crassus, All love is rotten, ALICIA. But your pure love for me you boasted of? Crassus, Ay, that was perfect love. Auicia, You love me then, not her? (Crassus. Indeed I do. Aucia, ‘Swear me the oath anew! Crassus. I swear to love you till the world shall end. 2
Crassus. Thou art as filthy a creature as she! Auicia. Fat fool! All your emotions vary with your— Crassus. What? Aurcta. ‘Your state of health. Crassus. Be off with you, foul — Aurcta. ‘Well? Crassus. I'll swim and stab them. The black mouth ofhell ‘Yawns for their murder. Autcta. Tl be at the death. Dive then; but softly. Scarcely draw your breath. 39
ALICIA. ‘Then, Crassus, I will always be your friend. Crassus. Ab, that is good! You do not mock me now! Auicia. Creep softly to the land. Kiss but my brow. My curls are wet. ... No, never touch me there! Crassus. Why? Have I not? ALICIA. ‘You have not. Crassus. Just my band. Auta. You disobey your mistress's command? The time is near when you shall see ‘The keyhole of my comedy! Crassus. Hal Ha! Hal ar
… 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.
…aughing 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
…heard of, with unguessed perfumes. O let 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
…e house! you came to the end? Atrcra. The dusk of the slave, the dawn of a friend? Crassus. Freedom is thine for the skill and the will. Auicia. The skil! is mine—but the will lies still, Still as the earth that dare not stir Till the kiss of the sun awaken her! Crassus. Yet at these secrets and riddles? Behold! I can fill thy lap with a harvest of gold. Aurea. Yet all the gold you could give to me Would fall at my feet when I rose to be free. 14