To find thy love a lie, thy kiss a jest,
The bywords of thy love a mockery?
Oh, there are words
For other agonies, but none for this!
Eth. Nay, hear me! I have wronged thee bitterly—
I will atone for all!
Sel.Thou shalt atone;
I’ll be the curse of thy remaining years!
Harkye, Sir Knight, I’ll yield my fairyhood
That I may go to yonder earth, and join