Old Gélanor has dandled Altemire
Upon his aged knee five hundred times!
Phil. What—lately?
Phan.No! I won’t commit myself
By telling you how many years ago,
But long before her majesty was weaned.
Phil. (shrugging his shoulders). I see no reason to condole with you,
Because her majesty and Gélanor
Were here together—neither do I see
Why should you be congratulated, sir!