JULIUS. 
                         Never, never,
While I am living.

MICHAEL ANGELO. 
                   Doth your Holiness
Remember what the Holy Scriptures say
Of the inevitable time, when those
Who look out of the windows shall be darkened,
And the almond-tree shall flourish?

JULIUS. 
                              That is in
Ecclesiastes.

MICHAEL ANGELO. 
               And the grasshopper
Shall be a burden, and desire shall fail,
Because man goeth unto his long home. 
Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher; all
Is vanity.

JULIUS. 
            Ah, were to do a thing
As easy as to dream of doing it,
We should not want for artists.  But the men
Who carry out in act their great designs
Are few in number; ay, they may be counted
Upon the fingers of this hand.  Your place
Is at St. Peter’s.

MICHAEL ANGELO. 
                   I have had my dream,
And cannot carry out my great conception,
And put it into act.

JULIUS. 
                   Then who can do it? 
You would but leave it to some Baccio Bigio
To mangle and deface.

MICHAEL ANGELO. 
                      Rather than that
I will still bear the burden on my shoulders
A little longer.  If your Holiness
Will keep the world in order, and will leave
The building of the church to me, the work
Will go on better for it.  Holy Father,
If all the labors that I have endured,
And shall endure, advantage not my soul,
I am but losing time.

JULIUS, laying his hands on MICHAEL ANGELO’S shoulders. 
                    You will be gainer
Both for your soul and body.

MICHAEL ANGELO. 
                            Not events
Exasperate me, but the funest conclusions
I draw from these events; the sure decline
Of art, and all the meaning of that word: 
All that embellishes and sweetens life,
And lifts it from the level of low cares
Into the purer atmosphere of beauty;
The faith in the Ideal; the inspiration
That made the canons of the church of Seville
Say, “Let us build, so that all men hereafter
Will say that we were madmen.”  Holy Father,
I beg permission to retire from here.

JULIUS. 
Go; and my benediction be upon you.

[Michael Angelo goes out.

My Cardinals, this Michael Angelo
Must not be dealt with as a common mason. 
He comes of noble blood, and for his crest
Bear two bull’s horns; and he has given us proof
That he can toss with them.  From this day forth
Unto the end of time, let no man utter
The name of Baccio Bigio in my presence. 
All great achievements are the natural fruits
Of a great character.  As trees bear not
Their fruits of the same size and quality,
But each one in its kind with equal ease,
So are great deeds as natural to great men
As mean things are to small ones.  By his work
We know the master.  Let us not perplex him.