O-Umè, I bid you
Now cast away
The gilded gods you have worshipped.
Sanko. And I forbid
O-Umè to move.
O-Umè (heedless of either). And I, O-Umè,
O'er whom you quarrel,
And whom you tear
Twixt Christ and Buddha,
I, O-Umè, will end it.
[Lifts the Buddha from the floor, and the crucifix, over her head.
Be all the gods forsaken—
Even as these!
[Goes to river and casts them in. Then meets their horror with ever increasing passion.
Be all!
And be you gone
Forevermore!
For if again
I see your faces,
If again
They grieve my hours,
If again
While Fuji stands there—
The river shall gulf me, too.
I swear it by the dead.
[They look at her awed, then go slowly, silently out. She sinks on her heels, hands folded, and stares before her. The lights on the river drift on.
Curtain
THE IMMORTAL LURE