Dagonet. I dreamed I saw thee stand, and back of thee
A great blackness, that thou sawest not,
And from the shadow loomed—pardon me Sire—the queen
And—and—
Arthur. Ha, and what?
Dagonet. Forgive thy poor fool, Sire, but methought I saw Sir Launcelot.
Arthur. (In a terrible passion.) Heaven damn thee, beast! scum!
(Knocks Dagonet down and would throttle him.)
Did the greatest knight ’i this kingdom
Dare even dream such a thought, I would hack him to earth.