"Dunsany, Lord - Plays of Gods and Men" - читать интересную книгу автора (Dunsany Lord)

see your eyes, then the stars came out, and it grew
dark and I only saw your shape, and there was a little
light about your hair: I do not know if it was the
light of the stars, I only knew that it shone.

Eznarza:
And then you spoke to me about the camels.

King:
Then I heard your voice. You did not say the things
you would say now.

Eznarza:
Of course I did not.

King:
You did not say things in the same way even.

Eznarza:
How the hours come dancing back.

King:
No, no. Only their shadows. We went together then to
Holy Mecca. We dwelt alone in tents in the golden
desert. We heard the wild free day sing sings in his
freedom, we heard the beautiful night-wind. Nothing
remains of our year but desolate shadows. Memory whips
them and they will not dance.
[Eznarza does not answer.]
We made our farewells where the desert was. The city
shall not hear them.
[Eznarza covers her face. The King rises
softly and walks up the steps. Enter L.
the Chamberlain and Zabra, only noticing
each other.]

Chamberlain:
He will come. He will come.

Zabra:
But it is noon now. Our fatness has left us. Our
enemies mock at us. If he do not come God has
forgotten us *and our friends will pity us!*

Chamberlain:
If he is alive he will come.
[Enter Bel-Narb and Aoob.]

Zabra:
I fear that it is past noon.