Str. Leper.
Why, call
Me then the Sad One, for that is my name.
Iwein.
Then come, thou Sad One, take thy place. They'll keep
Us not much longer waiting for our spouse.
6th Leper (to the stranger).
King Mark's a kind and gen'rous King to think
Of giving us a wife!
Old Leper (to the stranger).
The herald cried
That Queen Iseult of Ireland, King Mark's
Own spouse today should be—
Iwein.
Fool, hold thy tongue!
Let's all together make a noise, and shake
Our clappers as a sign.
[They shake their rattles.]
12th Leper.
The door! The door!
Young Leper.
Be still! Be still! She's coming now!
Iwein.
Be still.