The Princess: Then I will talk to you and will not sing....
Did you think I had gone away? In truth I was always with you.
And I will not tell you who I am, for you know it and do not forget.
Every woman is only a mother. I am she who rears and nourishes,
And entreating you for yourselves in the sacred name of pity,
Receive from you for her portion
A boundless labor hard to undertake! But because I do not speak with your speech you despise me.
And you did not think to see me; but at last I have shown myself!
The Third Watcher: Is it you?
The Princess (after silently contemplating them): O fools!