And shut out all I can.——It will not be;
Winking, I see thee still; thy odious image
Stares full into my soul, and there infects the room,
My Arthur should possess.
Osm. [Aside.] I find too late,
That Merlin and her lover have been here.
If I was fired before, when she was blind,
Her eyes dart lightning now; she must be mine.
Em. I pr'ythee, dreadful thing, tell me thy business here,
And, if thou canst, reform that odious face;