is not so black. There is nothing in the world so black as thy hair…. Let me touch thy hair.
jokanaan
Back, daughter of Sodom! Touch me not. Profane not the temple of the Lord God.
salomé
Thy hair is horrible. It is covered with mire and dust. It is like a crown of thorns which they have placed on thy forehead. It is like a knot of black serpents writhing round thy neck. I love not thy hair…. It is thy mouth that I desire, Jokanaan. Thy mouth is like a band of scarlet on a tower of ivory. It is like a pomegranate cut with a knife of ivory. The pomegranate-flowers that blossom in the gardens of Tyre, and are redder than roses, are not so red. The red blasts of trumpets that herald the approach of kings, and make afraid the ·23· enemy, are not so red. Thy mouth is redder than the feet of those who tread the wine in the wine-press. Thy mouth is redder than the feet of the doves who haunt the temples and are fed by the priests. It is redder than the feet of him who cometh from a forest where he hath slain a lion, and seen gilded tigers. Thy mouth is like a branch of coral that fishers have found in the twilight of the sea, the coral that they keep for the kings! … It is like the vermilion that the Moabites find in the mines of Moab, the vermilion that the kings take from them. It is like the bow of the King of the Persians, that is painted with vermilion, and is tipped with coral. There is nothing in the world so red as thy mouth…. Let me kiss thy mouth.
jokanaan
Never! daughter of Babylon! Daughter of Sodom! Never.
salomé
I will kiss thy mouth, Jokanaan. I will kiss thy mouth.
the young syrian
Princess, Princess, thou who art like a garden of myrrh, thou who art the dove of all doves, look not at this man, look not at him! Do not speak such words to him. I cannot suffer them…. Princess, Princess, do not speak these things.
·24· salomé
I will kiss thy mouth, Jokanaan.
the young syrian
Ah! [He kills himself and falls between Salomé and Jokanaan.]
the page of herodias
The young Syrian has slain himself! The young captain has slain himself! He has slain himself who was my friend! I gave him a little box of perfumes and ear-rings wrought in silver, and now he has killed himself! Ah, did he not foretell that some misfortune would happen? I, too, foretold it, and it has happened. Well I knew that the moon was seeking a dead thing but I knew not that it was he whom she sought. Ah! why did I not hide him from the moon? If I had hidden him in a cavern she would not have seen him.
first soldier
Princess, the young captain has just killed himself.
salomé
Let me kiss thy mouth, Jokanaan.
jokanaan
Art thou not afraid, daughter of Herodias? Did I not tell thee that I had heard in the palace the beatings of the wings of the angel of death, and hath he not come, the angel of death?
·25· salomé
Let me kiss thy mouth.
jokanaan
Daughter of adultery, there is but one who can save thee, it is He of whom I spake. Go seek Him. He is in a boat on the sea of Galilee, and He talketh with His disciples. Kneel down on the shore of the sea, and call unto Him by His name. When He cometh to thee (and to all who call on Him He cometh), bow thyself at His feet and ask of Him the remission of thy sins.
salomé
Let me kiss thy mouth.
jokanaan
Cursed be thou! daughter of an incestuous mother, be thou accursed!
salomé
I will kiss thy mouth, Jokanaan.
jokanaan
I do not wish to look at thee. I will not look at thee, thou art accursed, Salomé, thou art accursed. [He goes down into the cistern.]
salomé
I will kiss thy mouth, Jokanaan; I will kiss thy mouth.
·26· first soldier
We must bear away the body to another place. The Tetrarch does not care to see dead bodies, save the bodies of those whom he himself has slain.
the page of herodias
He was my brother, and nearer to me than a brother. I gave him a little box full of perfumes, and a ring of agate that he wore always on his hand. In the evening we used to walk by the river, among the almond trees, and he would tell me of the things of his country. He spake ever very low. The sound of his voice was like the sound of the flute, of a flute player. Also he much loved to gaze at himself in the river. I used to reproach him for that.
second soldier
You are right; we must hide the body. The Tetrarch must not see it.
first soldier
The Tetrarch will not come to this place. He never comes on the terrace. He is too much afraid of the prophet.
[Enter Herod, Herodias, and all the Court.]
herod
Where is Salomé? Where is the Princess? Why did she not return to the banquet as I commanded her? Ah! there she is!
·27· herodias
You must not look at her! You are always looking at her!
herod
The moon has a strange look to-night. Has she not a strange look? She is like a mad woman, a mad woman who is seeking everywhere for lovers. She is naked too. She is quite naked. The clouds are seeking to clothe her nakedness, but she will not let them. She shows herself naked in the sky. She reels through the clouds like a drunken woman…. I am sure she is looking for lovers. Does she not reel like a drunken woman? She is like a mad woman, is she not?
herodias
No; the moon is like the moon, that is all. Let us go within…. You have nothing to do here.
herod
I will stay here! Manesseh, lay carpets there. Light torches, bring forth the ivory tables, and the tables of jasper. The air here is delicious. I will drink more wine with my guests. We must show all honours to the ambassadors of Cæsar.
herodias
It is not because of them that you remain.
·28· herod
Yes; the air is delicious. Come, Herodias, our guests await us. Ah!
