Second Captain: He remembers! He remembers! Wrath enters into him and he rears himself up like a half-killed cat!
Third: The soul in such crises will forget
The death of the body, even as a woman forgets that she is naked.
The King: My dream! My dream!
My hope torn from my jaws, and wholly lost!
Ah! ah!
Why
Was this force given to me when I still could stand erect? Why this desire
Voracious, obstinate, insatiable?
O passion!