FIRST MIDWIFE
O Zelotide, spare the sad men as thou sparest this beau. Zelotide what thinkest thou of the cannons.
SECOND MIDWIFE
Alas! Alas! I want to be loved.
THIRD MIDWIFE
They are the tools of the ignoble love of the people. O Sodom! Sodom. O sterile love!
FIRST MIDWIFE
But we are women, why dost thou speak of Sodom?
THIRD MIDWIFE
The fire of heaven devoured her.