My father?
The Father.
May I truly
Trust myself, my child? O, am I, am I, then,
Once more within thine arms? Then let me thus
Compose myself, that I may honor thee
As greatly as thou hast deserved. But why
Hast thou delayed? And yet, since thou art here,
Why should I weary thee with questioning?—
O, bravely hast thou borne thyself, my son;