It stretches out its feet, shakes the fillets on its forehead, and lies down upon its belly.
Jumping, flying, spirting fire through its nostrils, and striking its wings with its dragon's tail, the Chimera with its green eyes, winds round, and barks. The curls of its head, thrown back on one side, intermingle with the hair on its haunches; and on the other side they hang over the sand, and move to and fro with the swaying of its entire body.
The Sphinx is motionless, and gazes at the Chimera:
"Here, Chimera; stop!"
The Chimera—"No, never!"
The Sphinx—"Do not run so quickly; do not fly so high; do not bark so loud!"
The Chimera—"Do not address me, do not address me any more, since you remain forever silent!"
The Sphinx—"Cease casting your flames in my face and flinging your yells in my ears; you shall not melt my granite!"
The Chimera—"You will not get hold of me, terrible Sphinx!"
The Sphinx—"You are too foolish to live with me!"
The Chimera—"You are too clumsy to follow me!"
The Sphinx—"And where are you going that you run so quickly?"
The Chimera—"I gallop into the corridors of the labyrinth; I hover over the mountains; I skim along the waves; I yelp at the bottoms of precipices; I hang by my jaws on the skirts of the clouds. With my trailing tail I scratch the coasts, and the hills have taken their curb according to the form of my shoulders. But as for you, I find you perpetually motionless; or, rather, with the end of your claw tracing letters on the sand."
The Sphinx—"That is because I keep my secret! I reflect and I calculate. The sea returns to its bed; the blades of corn balance themselves in the wind; the caravans pass; the dust flies off; the cities crumble;—but my glance, which nothing can turn aside, remains concentrated on the objects which cover an inaccessible horizon."
The Chimera—"As for me, I am light and joyous! I discover in men dazzling perspectives, with Paradises in the clouds and distant felicities. I pour into their souls the eternal insanities, projects of happiness, plans for the future, dreams of glory, and oaths of love, as well as virtuous resolutions. I drive them on perilous voyages and on mighty enterprises. I have carved with my claws the marvels of architecture. It is I that hung the little bells on the tomb of Porsenna, and surrounded with a wall of Corinthian brass the quays of the Atlantides.
"I seek fresh perfumes, larger flowers, pleasures hitherto unknown. If anywhere I find a man whose soul reposes in wisdom, I fall upon him and strangle him."
The Sphinx—"All those whom the desire of God torments, I have devoured.
"The strongest, in order to climb to my royal forehead, mount upon the stripes of my fillets as on the steps of a staircase. Weariness takes possession of them, and they fall back of their own accord."
Antony begins to tremble. He is not before his cell, but in the desert, having at either side of him those two monstrous animals, whose jaws graze his shoulders.
The Sphinx—"O Fantasy, bear me on thy wings to enliven thy sadness!"
The Chimera—"O Unknown One, I am in love with thine eyes! I turn round thee, soliciting allayment of that which devours me!"
The Sphinx—"My feet cannot raise themselves. The lichen, like a ringworm, has grown over my mouth. By dint of thinking, I have no longer anything to say."
The Chimera—"You lie, hypocritical Sphinx! How is it that you are always addressing me and abjuring me?"
The Sphinx—"It is you, unmanageable caprice, who pass and whirl about."
The Chimera—"Is that my fault? Come, now, just let me be!"
It barks.
The Sphinx—"You move away; you avoid me!"
The Sphinx grumbles.
The Chimera—"Let us make the attempt! You crush me!"
The Sphinx—"No; impossible!"