Was there not coming a Queen long desired,
From a land over sea, my life to fulfil?
MASTER OLIVER
Belike it was so—but thou leftst it untold of.
KING PHARAMOND
Why weepest thou more yet? O me, which are dreams,
Which are deeds of my life mid the things I remember?
MASTER OLIVER
Dost thou remember the great council chamber,
O my king, and the lords there gathered together
With drawn anxious faces one fair morning of summer,
And myself in their midst, who would move thee to speech?
KING PHARAMOND
A brawl I remember, some wordy debating,
Whether my love should be brought to behold me.
Sick was I at heart, little patience I had.
MASTER OLIVER