"Dunsany, Lord - Five Plays" - читать интересную книгу автора (Dunsany Lord)

Woldery wine. {Exit}

Akmos:
He will not drink. Yet if he does, then he will not
overwhelm us. Let us offer him the wine.

{Reenter Illanaun with a goblet.}

First beggar:
It is Woldery wine!

Second beggar:
It is Woldery!

Third beggar:
A goblet of Woldery wine!

Fourth beggar:
O blessed day!

Mlan:
O happy times!

Slag:
O my wise master!

{Illanaun takes the goblet. All the beggars stretch
out their hands including Agmar. Illanaun gives it to
Agmar. Agmar takes it solemnly, and very carefully
pours it out on the ground.}

First beggar:
He has spilt it.

Second beggar:
He has spilt it. {Agmar sniffs the fumes, loquitur}

Agmar:
It is a fitting libation. Our anger is somewhat
appeased.

Another beggar:
But it was Woldery!

Akmos: {kneeling to Agmar}
Master, I am childless, and I --

Agmar:
Trouble us not now. It is the hour at which the gods
are accustomed to speak to the gods in the language of