Lest it take root and blossom into love!”
Was this my duty, think ye? No, no, no,
My body’s twisted, lady, not my heart.
Hil. (with forced calmness). But say that, bound in duty to the troth
That thou hast wrung from me, I taught myself
I will not say to love—to bear with thee—
How could I hope to live at peace with one
Armed with so terrible a Talisman?
A Talisman that vests in him the power,
To come to me and go from me, unseen,