Nothing is real
where time is.
QUEEN: How shall we spend the calm that time does not vex, together here
for ever?
ZOON: Holding your hand. (_She gives it._) And kissing it often in the
calm of eternity. Sometimes watching, a moment, the dream go by; then
kissing your hand again all in eternity.
QUEEN: And never wearying?
ZOON: Not while eternity lingers here in heaven.
QUEEN: Thus we will live until the dream goes by and Earth has faded
under Aether Mountain.
ZOON: And then we shall watch the calm of Eternity.
QUEEN: And you will still kiss my hand at times.
ZOON: Yes, while eternity wiles Heaven away.
QUEEN: The silence is like music on Aether Mountain.
ZOON: It is because all is real. In the dream nothing was real. Music
had to be made and then soon passed trembling away. Here all things
always are as the desire of Earth, Earth's desire that groped among
fantasies finding them false.
QUEEN: Let us forget the dream.
ZOON (_kissing her hand_): I have forgotten for ever.
QUEEN: Ah!
ZOON: What trouble has drifted up to you from Earth?
QUEEN: An old saying.
ZOON: It was said in the dream.
QUEEN: It was true!
[_She snatches her hand away._
Ah, I remember it. It was true.
ZOON: All is unreal but love, my crowned Zoomzoomarma.
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