HASSAN
Do not touch her, you dog, do not touch her!

SELIM
Is it a crime to touch Yasmin, my Uncle? Am I not to be excused?
Is not her neck a pillar of the marble of Yoonistan?
(Puts his arm around her neck.)

HASSAN
Torment of death!

YASMIN
Are not my arms like swords of steel, hard and cold,
and thirsty for blood? (Putting her arms around the neck of SELIM)

HASSAN
Fire of hell!

SELIM
Are not her eyes two sapphires in two pools?

HASSAN
Woe is me! Woe is me!

YASMIN
Are not my lips two rubies drenched in blood? (Kisses him)

HASSAN
God, I shall fall!