Queen: Let us look at the dream far off, in the dimness our thoughts have forsaken.
Zoon: Aye, let us look. It was a sad dream somewhat; and yet upon this peak where all is love all that we see seems happy.
Queen: See the dream there. Look at those. They seem to walk dreamily as they walk in the dream.
Zoon: It is because they have not love, which is only here.
Queen: Look! Look at those dreamers in the dream.
Zoon: They are running.
Queen: Oh! Look!
Zoon: They are pursued.
Queen: The brown ones are pursuing them with spears.
Zoon: It is Prince Meliflor, Prince Moomoomon, Prince Ximenung that run in the dream. And the Prince of Huz. The brown men are close.