QUEEN: Is love here only, darling?
ZOON: Here only, Golden Queen. Do any others elsewhere love as we.
QUEEN: No, I think not.
ZOON: Then how can pure love be elsewhere?
QUEEN: It is true.
ZOON: On this clear peak that just enters Heaven love is and only here.
The rest is dreams.
QUEEN: Could we awake from love and find Earth true?
ZOON: No, no, no. Sweet Lady, let not such fancies alarm you.
QUEEN: And yet folks wake from dreams. It would be terrible.
ZOON: No, no, there are things too real for dreams. You cannot waken
from love. Dreams are of fantastic things, things fanciful and weak, and
things confused and intricate like Earth. When you think of them in
your dreams you see their unreality. But if love were not real what
could there be to wake to.
QUEEN: True. How wise you are. It was but a fancy that troubled me.
(_Looking down._) It was one of those dreams at dawn. It is faint and
far-off now.
ZOON: Will you love me for ever, Golden Queen?
QUEEN: For ever. Why not? You will love me for ever?
ZOON: For ever. I cannot help it.
QUEEN: Let us look at the dream far off, in the dimness our thoughts
have forsaken.
ZOON: Aye, let us look. It was a sad dream somewhat; and yet upon this
peak where all is love all that we see seems happy.
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