When that the heart is bloodless, ’twill be time
To die!
Icelin.Come, father, come; why do you shriek
So much?
Dansberg. I shriek because I die.
Gorm. Beware!
There is a pit there!
Dansberg. There is a pit there!Oh, He answers not!
In my youth’s days I did forget Him; now
In this mine age He hath forgotten me.