SCENE VI.—An outer room in the Castle—Guinevere walking back and forth. Enter Launcelot, kneels, would take her hand.
Laun. Madam!
(Guinevere draws back coldly.)
Laun. Madam, what means this coldness?
Thou wert not ever wont to meet me thus?
Guin. Where hast thou left the maid of Astolat?
Laun. Maid of Astolat!
Guin. Yea that frail pink-and-white that pillowed thy breast,
What time thou did’st faint, some slim cowslip miss