"Because thou hast caught him, and the decrees of fate are about to be accomplished."
"Retire, Osric, and join the rest."
"Now, mother, tell me what thou dost mean?"
"That thy conjunction with this youth bodes thee and thine little good—the stars have told me that much."
"Why, what harm can he do me, a mere boy?"
"The free people of old taught their children to sing, 'Tremble, tyrants; we shall grow up.'"
"If he proved false, a blow would rid me of so frail an encumbrance."
"Which thou mightest hesitate to strike."
"Tell me why; I thought he might be my stolen child, but the lips of old Sexwulf speak truth, and he swears the lad is his grandson."