Farewell, my father,
I mar my manhood, staying.
King.
Farewell, son.
Let my old eyes fix on thee till thou goest
Beneath the farthest verge. Good Megacles,
And you brave gentlemen, be faithful all
To me and to your Prince.
Lys.
Farewell, my father,
I mar my manhood, staying.
King.
Farewell, son.
Let my old eyes fix on thee till thou goest
Beneath the farthest verge. Good Megacles,
And you brave gentlemen, be faithful all
To me and to your Prince.
Lys.