And long for that which destinies have sworn!
Look back in time: too late is to repent,
When furious rage hath once cut off the choice.
Guenevera. Death is an end of pain, no pain itself.
Is’t meet a plague for such excessive wrong
Should be so short? Should one stroke answer all?
[Soliloquizes] And would’st thou die? well, that contents the laws:
What, then, for Arthur’s ire? What for thy fame,
Which thou hast stain’d? What for thy stock thou sham’st?
Not death nor life alone can give a full