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

Slag:
My master will find a plan.

Oogno:
He has taken us into a trap.

Thahn:
His wisdom is our doom.

Slag:
He will find a wise plan yet.

Thief: {reentering}
It is too late!

Agmar:
It is too late!

Thief:
The dromedary men are here.

Oogno:
We are lost!

Agmar:
Be quiet! I must think.

{They all sit still. Citizens enter and prostrate
themselves. Agmar sits deep in thought.}

Illanaun: {to Agmar}
Two holy pilgrims have gone to your sacred shrines,
wherein you were wont to sit before you left the
mountains. {Agmar says nothing} They return even now.

Agmar:
They left us here and went to find the gods? A fish
once took a journey into a far country to find the sea.

Illanaun:
Most reverend deity, their piety is so great that they
have gone to worship even your shrines.

Agmar:
I know these men that have great piety. Such men have
often prayed to me before, but their prayers are not
acceptable. They little love the gods; their only care
is their piety. I know these pious ones. They will
say that the seven gods were still at Marma. They will