Mordred. Yea, if ’tis death thou meanest.
And ’twere better so. Thou art a Queen already!
I had not thought thou wouldst so look the Queen.
Vivien. Mordred, would that thou mightst also see
I wear a heart, a woman’s heart, beneath
This queenly mask.
Mordred. A heart?
Vivien. That beats and breaks for thee.
Mordred. I’m not myself, I am a hunchback king,
Who stole his father’s rule by subtlety.