Scene from Queen of Atlantis by Jacques Feyder

Provocations of dawn                      aside
 I'll not lift
               hackle
                      to abet
        a moment
                 of silence 

- 

     Lady sweet
               roll
      solemn
            swayed 

      come
            back
     just
          a dream! 

      come
           back
     just
         a dream 

  solemn
         swayed
 Lady sweet
            roll 

prudish
        of death
                 he sings 

             Instrument
      avatar
             play 

           ravage
     rapine
                    rescue
            death 

            dream 

            song
      so
            stones soften
      leaves
             demur
     sky
     rests 

     Not a songster's
           secret
     brass
           blessing
                    chance
     Not
         valiant at the mark 

              next step
                        not
                            next step
                                      not
                        chance
              open gate 

          see beauty behind you
              lose it
                      not
              lose it
                      not 

          Give up
                    the rest
                    at once
                    for her
no shame
below
                    the rest
                    living
                    a love story 

                    remind life
                    for
                        her
               this
                    never done
                              girl
                    to know
                            for
                                  her
                    just a girl
                                 echo
                         breath
                                 echo
                     not enough
                         breath
                                 echo
                         song
                     the long
                              lament 

                                 echo
                          to the deep
                      unknowable
                  tomorrowland
                               signpost
                          bearing
                     Apollo's seal
           against darkness
-
                         remind me
     such ruins abate
                         remind me
          relics 

                     remind me
          the torch
                     harmony 

          remind me
                     of life
             not
                 of life not 

             Song
                    of light
           remind
                the damned
                of life
            not of life
            not
                to praise
                          her
             ruined cheek 

           new song
                    unsung
                 to praise
                her
             mineral truth 

     Awake Maestro
                   intact 

     Phantom
             wane
                   not
      flesh alone
                  forgiving daylight 

     Awake Orphee 

           pennant
                   whips
                         the rain 

     Phantom
             wain not
                      real 

               unsung 

        for now's
                  red ribbon
                  fades 

     Awake Orphee 

                    moon late
                              dawn pale
                    dull wall
        not ruin's
                    replica
           of love
     fades 

     Awake Maestro
                    stares
                    stone through
     phantom
              dream dull
     ashes
            in his throat 

     Lute tongue slave
                       sing
               not
                    replica
               not
                    beauty's
                    relent
               not
                    love
               not
                    love
              breaks
                    free 

      Orphee groans
                    on the hill
             braced
                    anchor
               this pennant
               landmark
                 a just
                 Orphee
                        echo 

          turning back
                       to sketch
          not lost
                   love
               not
          dull stone
                     take song
               of it 

               begin
                      to sing 

          Apply
                the muse
       Scrutiny
                    to such
                ends 

      take mind
                of it
                      as she crosses
         out of death 

                      Orphee
                             draft
              make
                   this
                        the answer 

              break
                    the
                        universe 

               sing her
                        out of death

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Bakhtin, The Dialogic Imagination