What force is failing me? You abandon me, Royal Power!
You are a doctor?
The Surgeon: Yes.
The King: Bring me health to drink in a cup and hold it to my lips! Restore my strength again!
I have no more power! I myself cannot be born again!
There, there,—
The Surgeon: What is it that you want?
The King: There, there, all about me, here,
These clothes I still have on, these plates of iron. Quickly!
Rid me of these rags. Let me wholly reveal myself