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For you love Adela!
CRASSUS.
By God, girl, no!
I love Alicia.
ALICIA.
Ah! you love her SO! [She laughs]
CRASSUS.
Your laugh is shocking - why do you mock me, dear?
ALICIA.
Because you will not guess my secret here.
But - put your arms about my neck, and swar
You love me, and will always keep them there.
Then I might dare.
CRASSUS.
I swear it. O my sweet!
ALICIA.
Then take my kiss.
CRASSUS.
Your mouth is like a rose of fire. But what is this?
I cannot bear it.
ALICIA.
Ai! Uhu! Uhu!
It is my heart; this arrow strikes me through.
Stir not one muscle for a moment. Death!
You beast, you kill me with your urgent breath.
CRASSUS.
O how I love you! [He moves violently.]
ALICIA.
Fool! Now all my pain
Must be gone through again.
It is sure your chastity's unstained by crime;
You do the wrong thing just at the right time!
CRASSUS.
Why do you taunt me? All the wood is spring's,
And love is hovering o'er us with his wings.
ALICIA.
Sub pennis, penis!
CRASSUS.
Hush! you break the spell.
ALICIA.
Oh! you great fools fo men, I know you well.
But nothing is so detrimental
To love as to be sentimental.
I will yet make you wise.
Know that I have the magic to disguise
Myself in manyt ways. Do you feel this?
(Lie still, this heaven were ruined by a kiss!)
I am a butterfly, such idle flitting
As to a flower like you is fitting
Now I'm a mole. Do you think you know me now?
Here is the earthworm severed by the plough.
CRASSUS.
You are a witch. I want your love; you give
Only love's comedy.
ALICIA.
The way to live
Is to find comedy and tragedy
In everything. But if you cannot see
Through to the Bacchanal spirit, this should suit.
Here is the blacksmith hammering a flute.
CRASSUS.
Oh love, love, kiss me!
ALICIA.
I will forge a ring
Of bloom of blood-kisses upon your neck,
Till it is like a garden of roses in late spring.
CRASSUS.
"Soft, and stung softly, fairer for a fleck."
ALICIA.
O marvellous nation!
Vanity, dullness, slobber, and quotation!
CRASSUS.
Why do you love me if you scorn me so?
ALICIA.
Why, did I say I loved you? I say no.
CRASSUS.
Why do you make love?
ALICIA.
To beguile the hour;
To crown my rose-wreath with a greener flower'
To do my master's bidding, that's to give
Life to yourself, who only think you live.
But listen! Have you seen the nine waves roll
Monotonous upon the shoal,
Rising and falling like a maiden asleep;
Then with a l
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