You have rebuffed me and have thrust me forth, but to-day I shall call you to account and you shall answer me!
I shall call you to account with a sharp and piercing voice, and it shall pass through your heart like a sword!
And I shall be harder and more bitter to you than a shrew to her husband!
The Fourth Watcher: What could we do?
The Third Watcher: Shall we shriek before you like mandrakes? Shall we cause the moon to tremble with our cries, more dreadful than the shrieks of the murderer caught in the clutches of the law?
The First Watcher: With what does she reproach us?
She is a woman. Have we not known
Women like her? And have we not found them nothing and less than nothing?
The Princess: And was I then so ugly,
So far from pleasing that no one of you would have looked with favor upon me, and followed after me, and taken me for his mistress?