THE DYNASTS ACT v
GENTLEMAN (aside)
Faith, 'twould seem As if the madman were the sanest here !
The KING'S face has flushed, and he becomes violent. The attendants rush forward to him.
SPIRIT OF THE PITIES
Something within me aches to pray To some Great Heart, to take away This evil day, this evil day !
CHORUS IRONIC
Ha-ha ! Thafs good. Thou It pray to It .w-But where do Its compassions sit ? Yea, where abides the heart of It ?
Is it where sky-Jires flame and flit, Or solar craters spew and spit, Or ultra-stellar night-webs knit ?
What is Its shape ? Mans counterfeit ? That turns in some far sphere unlit The Wheel which drives the Infinite ?
SPIRIT OF THE PITIES
Mock on, mock on / Yet Til go pray To some Great Heart, who haply may Charm mortal miseries away !
The KING'S paroxysm continues. The attendants hold him.
HALFORD
This is distressing. One can never tell
How he will take things now. I thought Albuera
A subject that would surely solace him.
These paroxysms—have they been bad this week?
Attendants.)
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