He has gone to sleep, the drunken fool! This is a strange place to sleep in, but he seems able to do it. He might die in his sleep. Wake him up, some one.
Hi, Man! Wake up I
Think how that heart used to beat when it was young and strong.
[The Old Women chuckle,]
Who says more liquor? By the way, there seems to be a larger company present now.
What do you mean? I see only the same company as before.
I am going up into the street to raise the alarm! I have been robbed! I am nearly naked I See how my green skin is showing through!
Well, go; and good luck to you!
Do you remember the night when the Man was born? I think you were present on that occasion?
I am dying, I am dying! O my God! Who will carry me to the grave, or lay me in it? My corpse will be left to cumber the streets like a dog's, to be trodden upon by passers-by, to be ridden over and crushed! O my God, my God!