Arthur. Then he be greatest?
Merlin. Yea greater, far, though we completed greatness,
Than either thou or I could ever be.
Arthur. Then what be he?
Merlin. He is that rare great blossom of this life
Which mortals call a man.
Arthur. A man!
Merlin. Yea, a man.
Arthur. Why he is wry, distorted, short of shape,