Capitolo 23
_1st Woman_.
Our avarice?
Rather our gratitude----
_2nd Woman_.
What we have action
In these equipments of his/her own cooks of the King,
These expensive breads,--
_1st Woman_.
And these delicious meats,
This seasons mixt of drugged molasses and balm.
_3rd Woman_.
It is wines, you redden and blue and as gold fire,
Fact of the colours of the morning sea
And the fragrance wild as the need of woman of love.
_Vashti_.
Enjoy then them: who does her?
_3rd Woman_.
You dost, Regina.
You sittest with hands folded up in bathrobe of thy,
It is in the mean of delicacies fast fades.
_1st Woman_.
We see eyes of thine on them as them they were
Wickedness.
_2nd Woman_.
'Tis the rare generosity that us the women
You halve with the King his/her party.
_3rd Woman_.
And you,
It seems, scarce findest it the thankworthy.
_Vashti_.
Again,
Your pardon: but yes don't have need to look fixed on me.--
And anchor, because I am sorry? In truth,
Is it a pain that so it tilts him on me?
I don't know. But my knoweths of the soul straighten well
What at I am looked.
_3rd Woman_.
Then in conscience of thy, Regina,
You the feelest the King that requires thanks of thee.
_Vashti_.
Is accurate of thy tongue,--and of the wine.--
Who looks me? Eyes are fixt on my soul,
Eyes of desire. I think of the great event
Pusht of Hath his/her direct spirit of his/her time,
To be standing here quietly waiting, in my mind
Inflicting his/her strange lack of me, and hello
To recover my heart, and ready to take my hand
And it conducts me street tightening himself/herself/itself: is it Dead?
It is of the thing of marvellous: for me I certainly know
Behind him you crowd out of their discipline
The next hours to look grabbed me, and fixed look
With interrogatory eyebrows on me, and it lifts thin hands
From under suits of shade to point out me
One to another, saying: "This is her:
How will it bear him/it, do you think ye?"--Is it I don't cool?
Was it you don't leave then only there without breath?--The flames are you consolidate.
_1st Woman_.
Any wind at all: the air like a room dams.