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Is as it was not thankless： yet； my king；
I know not how to thank thee。
ALBOVINE。
Thank me not：
I did not bid thee thank me。 Love thy love；
And God be with you： so may God be found
Thankworthier。 Keep some heart in thee awhile
For God's and her sake。
ALMACHILDES。
All I may I will。
Re…enter ROSAMUND； followed by NARSETES and Guests。
ALBOVINE。
Sit； friends and warriors： thou； my boy； next me；
And by my wife thy bride。 This night； that leaves
But two days more for June to burn and live；
Plights with my queen's troth mine in life and death
This last one time for ever； in the cup
Whence none shall drink hereafter。 Not in scorn；
Sirs； but in honour now the draught is pledged
Between us； ere this relic stand enshrined
And hallowed as a saint's on the altar。 Queen；
I drink to thee。
ROSAMUND。
I thank thee。 Good Narsetes；
Give him the chalice。 Women slain by fire
Thirst not as I to pledge thee。
＇As ALBOVINE is about to take the cup；
ALMACHILDES rises and stabs him。
ALBOVINE。
Thou； my boy？ ＇Dies。
ROSAMUND。
I。 But he hears not。 Now； my warrior guests；
I drink to the onward passage of his soul
Death。 Had my hand turned coward or played me false；
This man that is my hand； and less than I
And less than he bloodguilty； this my death
Had been my husband's： now he has left it me。
＇Drinks。
How innocent are all but he and I
No time is mine to tell you。 Truth shall tell。
I pardon thee； my husband： pardon me。 ＇Dies。
NARSETES。
Let none make moan。 This doom is none of man's。
End