Ambition
(In the background, rumbling.) He has lost the key! He has lost the key!
Beauty
A sweet dream, Lord! A sweet dream! Sleep no more, Lord! Sleep no more! It is all too sweet! Sleep no more! (She smiles.)
Ambition
(Restlessly.) He dreams but useless things! We grow to thin nothings! (He clanks his armor weakly.)
Pity
Think kindly, Lord! Kind and tender thoughts! It is best ever!
The Powers of Darkness
(Rumbling.) Hail! Let Hope be forgotten! And Love! And Pity! Hail!
Beauty
(Rising and laying a hand upon his brow.) Lord, I am thy first-born. After me came these. (She motions to HOPE, PITY, REASON.) I am thy first thought, thy thought of Beauty! Say it! Remember me! Forget me not! All else avails so little! And think thou not on Ambition or Hate. They would destroy—even me! Even me! (She smiles.)