And silenced the music of this world for him,
Yet lady as rightful king of this great land
He grants thee safest passage where thou wilt.
Guin. I would go to a Nunnery.
Mordred. As thou wilt. Not one word? Not one token?
Guin. Prince, thou hast my respect and gratitude
For this thine act.
[Exit Guinevere and her train.
Vivien comes forward.
Vivien. Ha! Ha! Ha! King Mordred!