Launcelot
Guenevere!
Oh for a stream in a wood beneath the stars!
A stream to bathe our souls in, Guenevere!
I wish I had a giant’s strength to break
This walling world down, hurl it stone from stone,
Break from this dungeon into burning life,
Free—lost, but free!
Guenevere (pushing him from her)
Go now, or I shall keep you