I remember / Stranger than you dreamt it
THE NEXT MORNING (SCENE 6)
CHRISTINE: (wakes up)
I remember there was mist
swirling mist upon a vast, glassy lake ...
There were candles all around
and on the lake there was a boat,
and in the boat there was a man ...
(She rises and approaches the PHANTOM)
Who was that shape in the shadows?
Whose is the face in the mask?
(She tears the mask from his face)
PHANTOM: Damn you!
You little prying Pandora!
You little demon -
is this what you wanted to see?
Curse you!
You little lying Delilah!
You little viper!
now you cannot ever be free!
Damn you . . .
Curse you . . .
Stranger than you dreamt it -
can you even dare to look
or bear to think of me:
this loathsome gargoyle, who
burns in hell, but secretly
yearns for heaven,
secretly . . .
secretly . . .