Note 5 — GEORGE BRANDES (continued 16)
William Archer translation
"Know I have lost The only difference betwixt man and beast, My reason. PANTHEA. Heaven forbid! ARBACES. Nay, it is gone, And I am left as far without a bound As the wide ocean that obeys the winds; Each sudden passion throws me where it lists, And overwhelms all that oppose my will. I have beheld thee with a lustful eye; My heart is set on wickedness, to act Such sins with thee as I have been afraid To think of.... I have lived To conquer men, and now am overthrown Only by words, brother and sister. Where Have those words dwelling? I will find 'em out And utterly destroy'em; but they are Not to be grasped Accursed man! Thou bought'st thy reason at too dear a rate; For thou hast all thy actions bounded in With curious rules, where every beast is free; What is there that acknowledges a kindred But wretched man? Who ever saw the bull Fearfully leave the heifer that he liked Because they had one dam?"