And heir of Bosphorus.
Gycia.
Not for thyself;
That could not be. Deceiver!
Asan.
Nay, indeed!
Gycia. Oh, thou dear youth!
Asan.
I weary for the day
When we our mutual love shall crown with marriage.
And heir of Bosphorus.
Gycia.
Not for thyself;
That could not be. Deceiver!
Asan.
Nay, indeed!
Gycia. Oh, thou dear youth!
Asan.
I weary for the day
When we our mutual love shall crown with marriage.