قراءة كتاب The Daughter of Heaven

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The Daughter of Heaven

The Daughter of Heaven

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great city of the Tsings. I see you seated and all powerful, on the very Throne of the TARTAR EMPEROR; the immense empire, undivided and at peace, extending under your feet like a carpet of honour.

No! destiny cannot be cruel to you; before Your sacred presence, its weapons will be dashed to pieces. Do not the laws of Heaven and earth seem always to yield to certain superior beings? Do you remember the beautiful favourite, who formerly captivated one of your sovereign ancestors? When the day arrived on which, having forfeited the Imperial favour, she was given into the keeping of the executioners, she gazed upon them calmly, and as they brandished their swords against her, she smiled sweetly—her only defence. Then they threw their weapons at her feet, for no one had the courage to extinguish that radiant smile——

[A murmur of astonishment makes itself felt throughout the crowd.]

And so you will disarm destiny, and your most deadly enemies will bend the knee before you——

[So saying, he bends his knee]

The EMPRESS

[After a moment of astounded silence, without rising from the Throne]

Thank you, my noble subject! Your bold words have surprised us, but have also charmed us. Moreover, the tragic circumstances of our investiture make excuse for passionate thoughts and exceptional speech. Your prophetic vision has touched us very deeply——Thanks to you! Thanks to all!

[The TARTAR EMPEROR rises and resumes his place. Music March. The EMPRESS descends slowly from her throne; her retinue forms up to follow her and crosses the stage. She reaches the terrace where She enters her palanquin decked with gold dragons. The whole assemblage, without leaving their places, bend the knee and then prostrate themselves.]

CHORUS [At back of stage]

Let all happiness and peace
Rule here now and never cease!
Heaven, grant our humble prayer,
Give us blessings mild and fair,
Gentle rain and balmy air!
Let our pious voices rise
To the gods above the skies!

ALL [Interrupting the Choruses]

Ten thousand years!

Ten thousand years!

[The great drum and bell are sounded alternately.]

CURTAIN

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