Let us forget we loved each other much;
Let us forget we ever have to part;
Let us forget that any look or touch
Once let in either to the other's heart.
Only we'll sit upon the daisied grass,
And hear the larks and see the swallows pass;
Only we live awhile, as children play,
Without to-morrow, without yesterday.
During the ritornello, between the two verses.
POET
(to the YOUNG DUCHESS, whispering)
Madam, methinks his Highness is unwell. Turn round, I pray you.
YOUNG DUCHESS (without turning).
He feels the play's charm. Hush.
DUCHESS DOWAGER (whispering)
Come Ferdinand, you are faint. Come with me.
DUKE (whispering)