Have sought this isle far from the ken of man;
And having loved, and having lost our loves,
Stand pledged to love no living thing again.
Thou art our trusted servant and our friend;
The only man of all the world of men
Whom we admit upon our virgin shores.
We know thee, and we trust thee, Mousta—Come,
This thought might soften harder hearts than thine!
Mous. (angrily). And why choose me alone of all mankind
To serve you in your island loneliness?