Ahasuerus
I say, Meheuman, this shall be a night
In which Ahasuerus feasts his friends—
A banquet for the soul, as well as flesh.
Smerdis
[Aside.]
A famished soul such feasting would refresh!
Ahasuerus
For who does not delight to look upon
The rhythmic beauty of voluptuous form?
Smerdis
[Aside.]
Cold-blooded heart a writhing snake can warm!