If ever we depart upon this journey,
So long to one or both of us, I promise.
Elsie.
Shall we not go, then? Have you lifted me
Into the air, only to hurl me back
Wounded upon the ground? and offered me
The waters of eternal life, to bid me
Drink the polluted puddles of this world?
Prince Henry.
O Elsie! what a lesson thou dost teach me!