Ahasverus
Place your hand upon my head; look well at me; fill me with the reality of your prediction; let me breathe a little of the new, full life … King, did you say?
Prometheus
The chosen king of a chosen people.
Ahasverus
It is not too much in recompense for the deep ignominy in which I have dwelt. Where one life heaped mire, another life will place a halo. Speak, speak on … speak on … (He continues to dream. The two eagles draw near.)
First Eagle
Ay, ay, ay! Alas for this last man; he is dying, yet he dreams of life.
Second Eagle
Not so much that he hated it as that he loved it so much.[5]