Arthur : A tragedy
Arthur

And Launcelot gone from me! But why? I grope

Into the silence, and find nothing.

Guenevere (more loudly)

Guenevere

Arthur!

Arthur (turning)

Arthur

My Queen!

Guenevere

Guenevere

You have bid me no good-morrow yet.

Arthur

Arthur

Good-morrow, Guenevere.

Guenevere (after a pause)

Guenevere

I think they wait you.

Arthur

Arthur


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