So deep and sad.
Mor. Pledge me your knightly faith!
Aym. My knightly faith, my life, my honour—all,
I pledge thee all to grant it!
Mor. Then, to-day,
Go not this day to battle! He is there,
My brother Kaled!
Aym. (wildly.) Have I flung my sword
Down to dishonour?
[Going to leave her—she detains him.