The Princess: He is dead.
O body, you repose in incorruptible gold.
(Silence.
I remember everything, the winter, the days of feasting,
The people I knew, the times of rejoicing and of mourning, the changes of the weather, the countries I have seen,
And my robes that were kept in the cypress chest.
O Prince! O Master! King of men!
(Pause.
(Steps. Voices behind the scenes.
(Enter the commander of the second army with other officers.