And then—remembering that old Edward the Confessor had told him on his deathbed that he should die by an arrow—his hope faints.
The king’s last word—“the arrow,” I shall die:
I die for England then, who lived for England.
What nobler? Man must die.
I cannot fall into a falser world—
I have done no man wrong.…
Edith (his betrothed) comes in—
Edith!—Edith!
Get thou into thy cloister, as the king
Will’d it: … There, the great God of Truth