But not as woman! She be Mordred’s Queen,
When Queen of women there be one Guinevere!
(To Vivien) When I am King thou wouldst then be the Queen?
’Tis a daring thought!
Vivien. Not more than that thou bearest,
That Mordred, squat and monster, lorn, despised,
Misgotten, friendless save to such as me,
Should rise in dreams to heights of Arthur’s glory,
And even lust to bed with Guinevere.
Mordred. What now? Thou devil!