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Come, noble Samarkoon! nay, look more gracious:
If thou disdain'st to thank him for thy life,
That falls to me, and I will do it gladly.
(Presenting Samarkoon to Rasinga.)
This is the boon which thou hast granted me,
The life of Samarkoon: a boon more precious
To him who grants than who receives it. Yet
Take my most ardent thanks; take many thanks
From other grateful bosoms, beating near thee.

ARTINA (kneeling to embrace the knees of Rasinga).

And mine; O mine! wilt thou not look upon me?

I do not now repine that thou art changed:
Be happy with another fairer dame,
It shall not grieve me now.

RASINGA (raising her).

Away, Artina, do not thank me thus.

Remove her, Samarkoon, a little space.
(Waving them off.)
Juan de Creda, art thou satisfied?
Have I done well?

JUAN.

Yes, I am satisfied.

RASINGA (drawing himself up with dignity).

But I am not; and that which I have done

Would not have satisfied the generous Saviour