He’s pointing at the moon
That’s coming out up yonder, and he calls it
Leprous, because the daylight whitens it.
SEANCHAN.
He’s holding up his hand above them all—
King, noblemen, princesses—blessing all.
Who could imagine he’d have so much patience?
FIRST CRIPPLE.
[Clutching the other CRIPPLE.]
Come out of this!
SECOND CRIPPLE.
[Pointing to food.]