Merlin. Oh sad, warped youth, aged before thy time,
With that worst, saddest of wisdoms on this earth,
The knowledge of thine own deformity!
[Trumpets without.
Back Mordred! here cometh the king!
Enter Arthur in his state robes.
Arthur. And now wise Merlin, wisest of this earth,
Here cometh thine Arthur decked in his first glory,
So great hath been the splendor of this day
That all my heart brims with the wine of it.