They come before me now, and dig in the fruit
With so much gluttony, and are so drunk
With that harsh wholesome savour, that their feathers
Are clinging one to another with the juice.
But you would lead me to some friendly place,
And I would go there quickly.
FEDELM.
[Helping him to rise.]
Come with me.
He walks slowly, supported by her, till he comes to table.
SEANCHAN.