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This fire will never cease—will never cease!

Do not be despondent, Queen!

O King, I shall not hide anything from you. . . . I have another's garland round my neck.

That garland, too, is mine—how else could he get it? He stole it from my room.

But it is his gift to me: yet I could not fling this garland away! When the fire came roaring on all sides of me, I thought of throwing this garland into the fire. But no, I could not.