So little as there is, so little?

[Pg 33]

[Pg 33]

Launcelot

Launcelot

Guenevere, I have sworn. There’s burning fire

Between us.

 (Pushes her from him.) 

Guenevere

Guenevere

Where is your joy gone?

In what strange countries have you been from me?

This—this is not the Launcelot I knew.

Launcelot

Launcelot

That Launcelot must die. Think of him slain,

As in my anguish I have fought to slay him!

Where have I been?

I have been down in the darkness, near great Death.

I have had dreams upon my fever-bed,

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