AÏDA
The footsteps of the priests, the sacred hymn,
die away. Alone in the darkness above, at the
feet of the silent gods, there is a sound as of a
woman's weeping. It is Amneris, the daughter
of the king. Below in everlasting gloom the
lovers are united at once in love and death.
And Osiris, forever impassible, gazes into the
infinite night with tearless eyes of stone.
