For some false face that made a summer toy
Of her frank passion. Yea, I pity her.
(To Elaine.) Maiden, to-morrow we do hold a tourney.
Thou wilt be present with us in the Court,
And thou canst note the knights and seek thy lover,
If he be ’mid the guests of noble Arthur.
Elaine. Oh thank thee, noble Madam, may kind Heaven
Bless thee in thy great wifehood to the King.
Guin. Come, Maiden, thou wilt follow in our train.
[Exit all.