It has been given to you to charm all hearts, august shoot of the cedar!
The Princess: I give you all that I have.
The King: And I also was not destitute of glory.
Ha! ha!
The Princess: Do not laugh thus with that contorted mouth!
The King: Shadows! Shadows!
Call back the army that I may solemnly address them,
Call back the army that I may explain to them everything, having woefully arisen.
Shadows on every man!
Wretched men, most wretched among you all is the person of the King that lies here.