No More Learning

_Myr. _ Why?

_Sar. _ For your safety, which I will have looked to,
With a strong escort to your native land;
And such gifts, as, if you had not been all
A Queen, shall make your dowry worth a kingdom.

_Myr. _ I pray you talk not thus.

_Sar. _ The Queen is gone: 480
You need not shame to follow. I would fall
Alone--I seek no partners but in pleasure.

_Myr. _ And I no pleasure but in parting not.
You shall not force me from you.

_Sar. _ Think well of it--
It soon may be too late.

_Myr.
_ So let it be;
For then you cannot separate me from you.

_Sar. _ And will not; but I thought you wished it.

_Myr. _ I!

_Sar. _ You spoke of your abasement.

_Myr. _ And I feel it
Deeply--more deeply than all things but love.

_Sar. _ Then fly from it.

_Myr. _ 'Twill not recall the past-- 490
'Twill not restore my honour, nor my heart.
No--here I stand or fall. If that you conquer,
I live to joy in your great triumph: should
Your lot be different, I'll not weep, but share it.
You did not doubt me a few hours ago.