A treacherous trick,
To clothe his blackness white, and let it speak
In virgin syllables of gentleness.
Arthur
Softly. How is it with the Queen?
Damsel
The Queen weeps.
Gawaine
Send her to her lord again.
(Trumpet.)
A treacherous trick,
To clothe his blackness white, and let it speak
In virgin syllables of gentleness.
Arthur
Softly. How is it with the Queen?
Damsel
The Queen weeps.
Gawaine
Send her to her lord again.
(Trumpet.)