Arthur : A tragedy
Have made of me a new man, and I thank you

With all my heart that now I can return

To serve my King. Where is my shield?

Elaine (bringing the shield from a corner of the room)

Elaine

So soon?

And I must lose the shield? Look, I have made

A silken case broidered with its device

And bordered with fair flowers, which day by day

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I broidered while you lay so sick and speechless.

Each morning I have burnished it.

Launcelot

Launcelot

Like me,

It wears its scars.

Elaine

Elaine

Glorious scars! I seem


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