Saviour of men, dear Christ, though my flesh bleed,
Lift me to see, distinguish, and be just.
The King must needs be just. Let me not fail,
Now when thou seest me humbled. I have lost her.
Have mercy upon us both. (He rises.)
I am the King,
And therefore justice. If I fail, that fails
Which is of costlier essence than a King,
Which salts corruption. (Goes towards table.)
Gareth and Gaheris enter, and stand by the door. Arthur turns.