Queen:
O will you not feast with me?
Zophérnes:
We have feasted.
Rhádamandáspes:
No, no, Zophérnes. Do you not see? The Queen takes it to heart.
[Zophérnes sits down.]
Queen:
O feast with me a little longer and make merry, and be my enemies no more. Rhádamandáspes, there is some country eastwards towards Assyria, is there not? I do not know its name—a country which your dynasty claims of me…
Zophérnes: