Pierre Loti and Judith Gautier, The Daughter of Heaven — Act I (1913)
“ Oh! no But I desire to ask your indulgence for the lovely dead flowers. Permit them to remain there as a carpet at the foot of our pavilion. Though broken from their stems, they are still beautiful and keep their perfume. Arrow-Bearer What glory for me to obey you! I envy those flowers which will be trod by your little feet. [He makes a sign for the gardeners to with-draw.] Tranquil Beauty [Pulling at the sleeve of Golden Lotus] Enough, Golden Lotus. It is not proper for us to listen to such remarks. ”
