The Sonorous Island (1771) - Page 8

Takes alarm at little,

A nothing here sets it on fire,

In our Asia

Jealousy

Pushes temper to the point of frenzy:

It keeps no middle ground,

A nothing sets it on fire,

On fire, on fire. Farewell, farewell.

ZERBIN, DURBIN.

ZERBIN.

To the devil.

DURBIN.

What! Celenie, could... No, I know her heart.

ZERBIN.

And I, I know my rival: he is a magician; he is the King's magician: I am lost. Ah, cursed voyage!

DURBIN.

If only I could believe in my valor: but my valor against an entire people is quite useless.

ZERBIN.

And mine even more so.

DURBIN.

Ah! if I cannot defend her, I can perish before her eyes.

ZERBIN.

That is not my advice.

DURBIN.

Let us force the Palace.

ZERBIN.

Let us force nothing.

DURBIN.

But heaven! I see her.