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…riospa. To invoke death it were to answer this. Maurya. Ah, then, forbear ! [Crrospa és silent] How shall I know the word? Criospa. Good luck may bring it to the light. Maurya. Il luck ? Criospa. A year’s delay. Maurya. Ah, let me gain one gift Whose sweet reversion hangs above me now : To order luck ! Criospa. Skill orders luck ! Maurya. The draught ! Crrospa. Hither, O Maurya ! Maurya. I will come to thee.
…st think O’ the feast? Criosda, shrink ! The rune is woe. Ho! Ho! Criospa. Mother of Sin ! Rupua. Ho! Ho! Criospa. Thus then at last the Luck of Maurya throws A double-six to lost Criosda. RupuHa. Ho! The Luck of Maurya! The power of the deed. Criospa. I find thee, mother, at last. Life’s final flash Gleams through the storm. Rupua. l am found ! Ho! Ho! Criospa. What of the power? I bid these waves be calm In Maurya’s name.
… But no new portents Confound the course of the sun, I left my home To seek thee out. When skill availed me not, I put to sea to try the Luck of Maurya. Rupua. Thou shouldst have tried that first of all. CriosDA. Why then The Luck may avail if that wried tongue can speak Straight ! Hast thou aught to bid me do? To me naught matters more. My life I cast On the one throw ; and, having lost, I have lost.
…e, and of surprising volume, resounds. The door slowly opens of itself.] Criospa. [Recovering.] Whois at the door? Back, back. It is ill luck, ill luck, I say. Where is old Andrew? The faithful fool—Oh, the last dreadful look of his glazed eyes! What am I saying? Maurya, girl, go! I must tend the temple. I must be alone. It is not fitting— Maurya. You are ill; come and be tended yourself, first. Criospa. No! I am well. You are a girl, not a God. Maurya. Oh! Oh! Have I done amiss? Am I not Criospa. Stop, don’t! [Aside.] I must be man—tut ! tut !…
…her, how I love you ! I wish to sleep for ever—I wish to die ! [Crrospa, who has been bending over her, leaps up, shrieks.| Criospa. The luck of Maurya ! [He draws quickly his dirk; it flashes on high, he leaps on to the body of Maurya, and plunges it into her heart.| CurRTAIN.
…space. Choose then what spangle on the robe of time Shall glitter in thine eyes : for the hour strikes. Criospa. Mother! I would see the Luck of Maurya stand Two thousand years from now. Rupua. Good priest, bring forth The globe of crystal. ist PRIEST. Hearing is enough. [The priest takes a crystal from out the altar, and places it thereupon. Rupua and Criospa advance.| Rupua. Look! I uplift the veil. [She unveils the crystal.| Criospa. I see a lofty pyramid sun-white Blaze in immaculate glory to the stars ; Its splendour of itself, since all i…
…eth! [4/oud.] Angus! Oh, miserable! No help comes here. Criosda! wake, wake !— Oh, I must take him out—no man may enter here !—It is ill luck. Old Andrew found the passage; and the next day he was dead—murdered, murdered! Oh, how horrible !—what a horrible place this is with all its beauty and love! and my worship—oh, how strange it all is. Criosda! come !