And asking for thy pardon, pardoned thee!
Pyg.
Cynisca! Is this so?
Cyn.
In truth it is.
Gal. [behind curtain]:
Farewell, Pygmalion! Farewell—farewell!
[Pygmalion tears away the curtain, discovering Galatea as a statue.
And asking for thy pardon, pardoned thee!
Pyg.
Cynisca! Is this so?
Cyn.
In truth it is.
Gal. [behind curtain]:
Farewell, Pygmalion! Farewell—farewell!
[Pygmalion tears away the curtain, discovering Galatea as a statue.