I remember everything, the winter, the days of feasting, The people I knew, the times of rejoicing and of mourning, the changes of the weather, the countries I have seen, And my robes that were kept in the cypress chest. O Prince! O Master! King of men! _(Pause._ _(Steps. Voices behind the scenes._ _(Enter the COMMANDER OF THE SECOND ARMY with other officers._ THE COMMANDER: Here? THE CAPTAIN: Here, on this rock in the middle. THE COMMANDER: I do not dare to advance. Monarchy reposes in these shadows. THE CAPTAIN: He is there. THE COMMANDER (_perceiving the_ PRINCESS): But who is that? Whom have you left beside him? THE CAPTAIN: No one. THE COMMANDER: No one? Yet yonder are hands and the semblance of a face. Look. AN OFFICER: Yes. There is someone there beside the bier. THE CAPTAIN: It is most astonishing. I saw them all depart before I set out myself to meet you. THE COMMANDER: Hola! Is there someone living in the shade of the trees and the night? THE OFFICER: No answer. THE COMMANDER: Let us advance. _(Together they approach._ FIRST OFFICER: A young girl. SECOND OFFICER: And fainting or dead. THE COMMANDER: Care for her. Find if she lives!... And I for him Lying here with a face so pale.... _(He puts his hand, on the breast of the KING._ THE PRINCESS: Ah! FIRST OFFICER: Does she live? SECOND OFFICER: Yes. She is coming to herself. THE COMMANDER: Both live. FIRST OFFICER: What did you say? THE COMMANDER: A glimmer of life like the fire in a dying coal. The four limbs are dead; but still the heart stirs beneath the touch of the fingers. And see! SECOND OFFICER: Yes; his lips are moving. FIRST OFFICER: Speak to him. Perhaps he will hear. And if he hears he may contrive to speak. THE COMMANDER: O King! I am the head of the second army. Have you anything to say to me? THE KING: Let her ... let her.... THE COMMANDER: Did you hear? THE KING: Let her be.... THE COMMANDER: Let her be ...? FIRST OFFICER: What? Speak. THE KING: Qu.... _(He dies._ THE COMMANDER: Peace to his soul! THE SECOND OFFICER: He said "Queen," I heard him. THE COMMANDER: Let her be Queen? ANOTHER OFFICER (_who supports the_ PRINCESS): Ah! A thing horrible and very strange! See! ANOTHER: Her hands bleed. ANOTHER: Pierced through and through! THE COMMANDER: Who can she be? Let her be Queen? Who? Have any of you seen this wild, creature before? FIRST OFFICER: No. SOMEONE: I know That face, That face in so far as I can see In the obscurity of the twilight. THE COMMANDER: Who is she? _(The PRINCESS regains consciousness._ THE MAN (_staring at her_): I know it.... No longer. THE PRINCESS: What men are you? Let me go! _(She frees herself and falls._ SOMEONE: She speaks our language. THE COMMANDER: Lift her with all respect. _(They support her in their arms._ Young girl, can you hear me? THE PRINCESS: Yes. THE COMMANDER: Who are you?