is Christian pack?

[GARCERAN _has meanwhile entered._]

GARCERAN. Good luck! I see you sitting in the reeds,
But find you're pitching high the pipes you cut.

ISAAC. The royal privacy's entrusted me;
The King's not here, he does not wish to be.
And who disturbs him--even you, my lord,
I must bid you begone! Those his commands.

GARCERAN. You sought a while ago to find a club;
And when you find it, bring it me. I think
Your back could use it better than your hand.

ISAAC. How you flare up! That is the way with Christians?
They're so direct of speech--but patient waiting,
And foresight, humble cleverness, they lack.
The King is pleased much to converse with me.

GARCERAN. When he is bored and flees his inner self,
E'en such a bore as you were less a bore.

ISAAC. He speaks to me of State and of finance.

GARCERAN. Are you, perhaps, the father of the new
Decree that makes a threepence worth but two?

ISAAC. Money, my friend, 's the root of everything.
The enemy is threat'ning--buy you arms!
The soldier, sure, is sold, and that for cash.
You eat and drink your money; what you eat
Is bought, and buying's money--nothing else.
The time will come when every human soul
Will be a sight-draft and a short one, too;
I'm councilor to the King, and if yourself
Would keep in harmony with Isaac's luck--

GARCERAN. In harmony with you? It is my curse
That chance and the accursed seeming so
Have mixed me in this wretched piece of folly,
Which to the utmost strains my loyalty.

ISAAC. My little Rachel daily mounts in grace!

GARCERAN. Would that the King, like many another one,
In jest and play had worn youth's wildness off!
But he, from childhood, knowing only men,
Brought up by men and tended but by men,
Nourished with wisdom's fruits before his time,
Taking his marriage as a thing of course,
The King now meets, the first time in his life,
A woman, female, nothing but her sex,
And she avenges on this prodigy
The folly of too staid, ascetic youth.
A noble woman's