SALOMÉ: Jokanaan, I am amorous of thy body! Thy body is white like the lilies of a field that the mower hath never mowed. Thy body is white like the snows that lie on the mountains, like the snows that lie on the mountains of Judaea, and come down into the valleys.
JOKANAAN
Back! daughter of Babylon! By woman came evil into the world. Speak not to me. I…
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