To all who fail—shame, execution, death!
None save of royal blood shall qualify.
[Harlequin receives back the roll from Punchinello, and resumes his place]
CAPO.
Who seeks the august hand of Turandot?
CALAF
[Standing forward]
I, Keedur, Khan of great Beloochistan.
CAPO.
Keedur, full many noble youths before you