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SCENE IV
The tower-room beside the terrace.
All that I dreamed or heard of her, her charm Thrice her eyes faltered as they gazed in mine. He lies back with closed eyes; Munjoolica enters and contemplates him.
O golden Love! thou art not of this earth.
Sleep jealous waits
Thou art disobedient. Wast thou not commanded
Sleep disobeys, not I.
How knowst thou that?
Bright jailor, thou art jealous without cause. Page – 269
Who would escape from heaven's golden bars ?
I had another name but it has ceased, .
Thou wast then Sourashtra's child ?
I am still that royalty clouded, even as thou art
Since our fates are one,
For what bold purpose ?
How knowest thou I have one?
Were I a man!
Wouldst thou have freedom? wilt thou give me help?
In nothing against her I love and serve.
No, but conspire to serve and love her best Page – 270 And make her queen of all the Aryan earth.
My payment ?
Name it thyself, when all is ours.
Content; it will be large.
Now shall I be avenged upon my fate. I know what thy heart asks; too openly Thou earnest the yearning in thy eyes. Vuthsa, she loves thee as the half-closed bud Thrills to the advent of a wonderful dawn And like a dreamer half-awake perceives The faint beginnings of a sunlit world. Doubt not success more than that dawn must break; For she is thine.
Take my heart's gratitude
I am greedy. Only Thy gratitude ?
What wouldst thou have ?
The ring Page – 271 Upon thy finger, Vuthsa, for my own.
It shall live happier on a fairer hand.
Since thou hast paid me instantly and well,
Claim it in our Cowsambie.
There indeed. Sleep now.
By thy good help I now shall sleep.
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