Making large gapings in your haschish dreams,
Led you to me in whom she was thoroughly lost.
Pah, you sicken me!
[He is silent awhile, then turns away.]
Abinoah
Prince Imra is Pharaoh’s choice now, and Koelue’s.
[Moses turns back menacingly.]
Moses
Silence, you beast!
[He changes his tone to a winning softness.]