Category: Plays/Films/Dramas
You sleep, my Arielle, you my inner force, the neglected power which slumbers in every soul and which I alone, till now, awaken at will.... You sleep, my docile and familiar little fairy, and your hair, straying like a blue mist, invisible to men, mingles with the moon, the pe...
This is the garden which no one visits. The sun does not enter here; the poor wild flowers upon which men wage war because they are not beautiful here await death; and the birds...
5. ACT IVLancéor! Lancéor!... He cannot hear me.... His eyes are wide open.... Lancéor, I am here, I am bending over your eyes.... Look at me, look at me!... No, he does not see me!... L...
7. SCENE II.--_The same room as in Act IV. The moon lights it with itsArielle, the hour is striking and Joyzelle is approaching.... I have made the sacrifice of my useless life; and yet I would that my death, if possible, should not come to sadden...
1. ACT IYou sleep, my Arielle, you my inner force, the neglected power which slumbers in every soul and which I alone, till now, awaken at will.... You sleep, my docile and familiar lit...
4. SCENE II.--_A grove.[_JOYZELLE lies sleeping on a grassy bank, before a box hedge, cut into arches, in which lilies are flowering. It is night. A fountain ripples gently. The moon is shining. Enter...
3. SCENE I.--_A Room in the PalaceWho am I? In a few hours I have aged thirty years.... The poison is doing its work and sorrow too.... I see myself with terror in this mirror which shows me the wreck of myself....
6. SCENE I.--_A Gallery in the Palace.Father!... Then it is true, and you are my father!... And indeed it seems to me, since you told me, as though I had always known it in my far-seeing heart.... (_Coming closer._)...