TYLTYL (looking around him, wonder-struck) Oh, what a beautiful hall, what a beautiful hall!... Where are we?...
LIGHT We have not moved: it is your eyes that see differently.... We now behold the truth of things; and we shall perceive the soul of the Joys that endure the brightness of the diamond.
TYLTYL How beautiful it is!... And what lovely weather!... It is just like midsummer.... Hullo! It looks as though people were coming to talk to us....
(The halls begin to fill with angel forms that seem to be emerging from a long slumber and glide harmoniously between the columns. They are clad in shimmering dresses, of soft and subtle shades; rose-awakening, water's-smile, amber-dew, blue-of-dawn, etc.)
LIGHT Here come some amiable and curious Joys who will direct us....
TYLTYL Do you know them?...
LIGHT Yes, I know them all; I often come to them, without their knowing who I am....
TYLTYL Oh, what a lot of them there are!... They are crowding from every side!
LIGHT There were many more of them once. The Luxuries have done them great harm.
TYLTYL No matter, there are a good few of them left....