Of peace to all. Ev’n from my darken’d spirit
Soon shall each restless wish be exorcised,
Which haunts it now, and I shall then lie down
Serenely to repose. Of this no more.
I have a boon to ask.
Eri. Command my power,
And deem it thus most honour’d.
Vit. Have I then
Soar’d such an eagle pitch, as to command
The mighty Eribert?—And yet ’tis meet;