K.How now! he is dead?[Goes to arbour.
Sa. (coming out). He is slain.
May heaven forgive thee! (Aside.) Murdered, most basely murdered,
And by this shifty, inconsiderate king.
Murdered for pride; because he would not take
The gift that was begrudged. Oh, Almeh, Almeh,
Thou hadst a noble and a gentle lover.
K. (re-entering). How came he there, Sala? How could I see him?
’Tis true he is dead and cold.
Sa.The Christian captives