As on the day the maternal habitation put the male out of doors! Let me be naked!
O healing brews, O balms!
Linen fresh and white, envelop me in linen!
Wrap me in a napkin like a loaf of bread!
(They do as he says.
The Surgeon: You are feeling better now?
The King: Bound in swaddling bands like a baby.
(Pause.
The Centurion: Simon!
The King: What name do I hear? Who calls me?