ACT FIFTH SCENE I
PARIS. A BALLROOM IN THE HOUSE OF CAMBAC^RES
The many-candled saloon at the ARCH-CHANCELLOR'S is visible through a draped opening, and a crowd of masked dancers in fantastic costumes revolve, sway, and intermingle to the music that proceeds from an alcove at the further end of the same apartment. The front of the scene is a withdrawing-room of smaller size, now vacant, save for the presence of one sombre figure, that of NAPOLEON, seated, and apparently watching the moving masquerade.
SPIRIT OF THE PITIES
Napoleon even now unbraces not Front stress of slate affairs, which hold him grave Through revels that might win the King of Spleen To toe a wwasure ! I would speak with him.
SPIRIT OF THE YEARS Speak if thou wilt whose speech nor mars nor mends /
OF THE PITIES (into Napoleon's ear)
Why thus and thus NapoUon ? Can it be That Wagram with its glories, shocks, and shames* Still leaves athirst the palate of thy pride ?