I am glad to have lived because you kissed me on the stone of sacrifice, and afterwards I bore you sons.

They are yours and not mine; it seems to me now that I only cared for them because they were yours, and they loved you and not me.

Take them--take their spirits as you have taken everything.

You swore that death alone should sever us, and you have kept your oath in the letter and in the thought.

But now I go to the Houses of the Sun to seek my own people, and to you, Teule, with whom I have lived many years and seen much sorrow, but whom I will no longer call husband, since you forbade me so to do, I say, make no mock of me to the Lily maid.