Herod, you bid me farewell with tears, you looked at me with eyes filled
with affection, and yet you would have plotted my death? If you are capable of that, you can now
pretend to believe me guilty to have me killed innocent. And do not tell me that this
command was the result of the strong passion you had for me. The death of the beloved
can never be proof of affection. Hatish and love do not lead to the same
actions, they can sometimes rule successively in a heart, but never simultaneously.
Any man who loves sincerely cannot live without the person he loves, but he can
always die without her, and her loss would never be a pleasant thought to him. He should have
regret at parting from her, not the regret that she does not die with him. But your way
of loving is quite peculiar, and your inclinations are naturally so cruel that poisons
and daggers are the most pleasant gifts one can receive from you when you
wish to testify of your friendship. Tell me, how can you reconcile all these things?
Being aware that heaven protects me, I am convinced that if I were to die, my death
would be arranged in a way that your injustice and my innocence are clearly revealed.
You say that I sent my portrait to Antony and thus had an affair with him. And
at the same time, you accuse me of having another affair with Joseph, for you claim
that I entrusted him with the most important thing for you, for having revealed your murderous intentions
against me. It is impossible that I gave myself fully to him as a
reward for this information. Reflect well, Herod, on what you are saying. Could Antony and Joseph
have coexisted in my heart? Were they rivals of the same rank and the same
merit? And this Mariamne whose birth is so high and illustrious, whose soul is so admirable
and glorious that some consider this proud nobility as a defect rather than a
quality, could she have succumbed to the same weakness for two men so different, that their
only common point is that it would have been impossible for them to touch her heart if they had attempted it?
My conquest is not as easy as you seem to believe, and I am surprised that you, who have
never tried, imagine it was so simple for the others. I acknowledge that Joseph revealed your hr> bad intention towards me, but I didn't believe him. At first, I thought it was
a malicious act of Salome, who wanted to drive me to confront you openly in order to cause my
downfall. She thought that my death would touch me more than that of Hyrcanus and my brother. What
made me doubt more is that Joseph was trying to convince me that I had to thank you
for this extreme manifestation of your love for me. Furthermore, he only revealed this plot
upon your return, and he did it in the presence of my mother and all my ladies, without making it a
secret. I must admit that even though I expected everything from you, I doubted the truthfulness
of Joseph's words. I thought that as the father of our children, you were not capable
of such cruelty. I didn't make a firm decision in my mind and I waited for your return.
I greeted you with the same sadness as I have always had since the loss of Hyrcanus and
Aristobulus, without blaming you further.


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