You are wrong: it is not a soul struggling, but one that is finding itself.
Verus
I do not believe a word of it. However, I would rather spite or hatred gave you to me than lose you for the noblest of reasons; and, as it is a question only of rating you very highly, know, Magdalene, that from this moment you are mine....
Mary Magdalene
May be.... But here is our host returning. We have nothing more to say to each other, for the moment....
(Enter, on the left, Silanus, Appius and Cœlius.)
SCENE IV
The same, Silanus, Appius, Cœlius
Appius (going to Mary Magdalene)
“Venus has left Cyprus and soars above Jerusalem!” Or, rather, it is the fair Techmessa, who already brings back the smile to the lips of the son of Telamon!... Admire, O Cœlius, the magnificent image raised under this portico by Love and Beauty!