A Boy.
Behold,
The lepers would not have Iseult!
2d Boy.
Proclaim
It round about!
A Man.
Be still, here comes the King!
Make room!
Mark comes down the steps and stops on
the last one, motionless and staring.]
1st Soldier.
King Mark, here lies the Queen Iseult.
She breathes, but shows no signs of life.
2d Soldier.
And here
Lies Lord Denovalin. He's dead, King Mark.</]>
[Mark leans against a column to support
himself and stares down upon the scene.
The crowd groups itself and throngs the
door of the church behind him.]
Gimella.
What's this?
A Boy.
The lepers would not have Iseult.
A Girl (to Gimella).
Here lies the Queen!