The Fourth Watcher: Oh you, you are frozen like a well, and like a well condemned!
But indeed there is a power in him. I could not stand against him when he talked
And at the same time looked at me. For his voice is strong and piercing
And he looked at me in such a way that I felt it in the pit of my stomach,
And the flame of confusion mounted to my cheeks.
Grant that he may return with a glorious victory.
The Fifth Watcher: And then what will you do?
The Fourth Watcher: O I shall live in joy!
Holding my face to the sun, holding my hands to the rain!
The Fifth Watcher: Listen to him! You will live in joy, will you, carrion?