Darkly.
Has God given me anything?
ANATHEMA.
Every rouble in your pocket is a knife which you thrust into the heart of the hungry. Distribute your fortune to the poor, give bread to the hungry, and you will conquer Death.
DAVID.
No one gave a crust of bread to David when he was hungry. By satisfying their hunger, will I still the hunger that is in my bones?
ANATHEMA.
In them your own hunger will be stilled.
DAVID.
Shall I get back my health and my strength?