SCENE 3
a night of prayer has made me weary.
ALEEL (.prostrating himself before her)
Let made mankind, the angels and devils
And deaty, mend w he has made,
For will sees
breaks in vain.
CAt quiet end?
ALEEL. in healing?
CAtears
And I can see your he floor.
ALEEL. (faltering) I t but of healing. he was angelical.
CAturning away from him)
No, not angelical, but of the old gods,
to
te, proud ??t all the angels,
Leaving nine y, o sleep.
(So coing, and ts
them fall beside him.)
CAt to me beseeching hands.
t sh. I have sworn,
By the seven sorrows have pierced,
to pray before tar until my
o ree, and there
Rustled its leaves, till heaven has saved my people.
ALEEL. (who has risen)
o one
So little as I, to deny him love,
can beseeching hands,
t tly
they have overdared?
(oESS CAtakes a feeps towards him.)
CAtales are true,
Queens have wed shepherds and kings beggar?maids;
Gods procreant ers flo your mind
you
But I am ty pitcher.
ALEEL. Being silent,
I let me stay beside you.
CAt w is shaken. No,
But you ser cry,
And curlews cry, and he peace I longed for.
ALEEL. Give me your o kiss.
CAthLEEN. I kiss your forehead.
And yet I send you from me. Do not speak;
t bid men to rob
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