That weave the warp of your two destinies.

Farewell Arthur! Mordred, fare thee well.

Arthur. Stay, Stay, Merlin! I have much need of thee.

[Exit Merlin.

Merlin

SCENE III.

Enter Dagonet the King’s fool.

Dagonet

Dagonet. Meseems this King is like an April week.

But yestermorn he was all smiles and sun,

And now he skulks and prowls and scowls and mopes,

As though existence were all a draggled pond

In dirty weather.

Enter Vivien.

Vivien

Vivien. And thou fool, but a wry toad on its edge.

Dagonet. And thou the snake’s head lifted in the sedge,

Aye, sweet Vivien.

Vivien. Why snakest thou me fool? Methought that thou favoredst me?

Dagonet. Aye, so I do. Thou coilest round my heart,

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