Guin. Lady, what wouldst thou? (Elaine kneels.)
Elaine. Oh most noble lady, I am a maid,
Called Elaine, daughter unto Astolat’s lord,
Who cometh unto thee, Madam, for kind help
Upon the matter of a maiden’s love.
It rendeth me so, unless it be returned
My heart will burst in twain, and I will die.
Guin. Maiden, thy tale is sad, be thy quest pure,
The queen will help thee, be thy person wronged,