Launcelot Launcelot Never shall that day dawn! My King, I say again those words I said When first I vowed my fealty. By that sword Which made me knight, I swear me to be true. I will devote my body to your cause, I will not fail you by my hand or heart While breath is in me; and if I fail, be this My adjuration and high oath fulfilled In curse and condemnation on my soul. Arthur Arthur So anchor faith in one another’s breast. (Takes Launcelot’s hands.) Launcelot’s Guenevere, to these hands, these loyal hands, That never in my battle failed me yet, See, I commend you still. So, God be with you. (Arthur goes out. A pause. Launcelot fights against the returning passion which he thought he had conquered.)
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