(She tears her mantle in two.
Treason! Treason!
Sun, behold this impious act!
Listen to me, O you who are gathered here about this pool of blood. The thought of your pernicious hearts is laid bare!
You have had enough of me,
You do not want me to be your queen! And I renounce you also and will trouble you no more.
I will go out from the midst of you, O iniquitous and fraudulent hearts!
I strip you from me like these vain adornments!
(She tears off her ornaments and throws them down.
All! All! Take all again! O vanities, I divest myself of you, and I shall go forth naked from this place!