Because my father drove the Normans out
Of England?
Of England?
Tennyson
EDWARD. Ay if it pass.
Go not to Normandy--go not to Normandy.
HAROLD. And wherefore not, my king, to Normandy?
Is not my brother Wulfnoth hostage there
For my dead father's loyalty to thee?
I pray thee, let me hence and bring him home.
EDWARD. Not thee, my son: some other messenger.
HAROLD. And why not me, my lord, to Normandy?
Is not the Norman Count thy friend and mine?
EDWARD. I pray thee, do not go to Normandy.
HAROLD.
Because my father drove the Normans out
Of England? --That was many a summer gone--
Forgotten and forgiven by them and thee.
EDWARD. Harold, I will not yield thee leave to go.
HAROLD. Why then to Flanders. I will hawk and hunt
In Flanders.
EDWARD. Be there not fair woods and fields
In England? Wilful, wilful. Go--the Saints
Pilot and prosper all thy wandering out
And homeward. Tostig, I am faint again.
Son Harold, I will in and pray for thee.
[_Exit, leaning on_ TOSTIG, _and followed by_
STIGAND, MORCAR, _and_ COURTIERS.
HAROLD. What lies upon the mind of our good king
That he should harp this way on Normandy?
