SHADOW-OF-A-LEAF
[In passionate grief.]
The King is dead!
BLONDEL
[In yet more passionate joy and triumph.]
The great King lives!
[Then more tenderly.]
Will you not come and look for Him with me?
[They go slowly together through the forest and are lost to sight. Blondel's voice is heard singing the third stanza of the song in the distance, further and further away.]
"Death? What is Death?" he cried.
"I must ride on!"