La Sainte Courtisane by Oscar Wilde
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crucified beside Him He brought into Paradise. [Exit.]
MYRRHINA. How strangely he spake to me. And with what scorn did he regard me. I wonder why he spake to me so strangely. * * * * * HONORIUS. Myrrhina, the scales have fallen from my eyes and I see now clearly what I did not see before. Take me to Alexandria and let me taste of the seven sins. MYRRHINA. Do not mock me, Honorius, nor speak to me with such bitter words. For I have repented of my sins and I am seeking a cavern in this desert where I too may dwell so that my soul may become worthy to see God. HONORIUS. The sun is setting, Myrrhina. Come with me to Alexandria. MYRRHINA. I will not go to Alexandria. HONORIUS. Farewell, Myrrhina. MYRRHINA. Honorius, farewell. No, no, do not go. * * * * * I have cursed my beauty for what it has done, and cursed the wonder of my body for the evil that it has brought upon you. |
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