1:55:03
...ignorant of what greatness
is promised thee.
1:55:11
Lay it to thy heart, and farewell."
1:55:22
Hang out our banners
on the outward walls.
1:55:25
The cry is still, "They come!"
1:55:30
Our castle's strength
will laugh a siege to scorn.
1:55:34
Here let them lie till famine
and the ague eat them up.
1:55:44
Were they not stuffed with
those that should be ours...
1:55:47
...we might have met them dareful,
and beat them backward.
1:55:53
What is that noise?
1:56:03
I've almost forgot the taste of fear.
1:56:15
The time has been, my senses would
have cooled to hear a night-shriek.
1:56:23
My fell of hair...
1:56:25
...would at a dismal treatise
rouse and stir as life were in it.
1:56:33
I have supped full with horrors.
1:56:40
Wherefore was that cry?
1:56:44
The queen, my lord, is dead.
1:56:53
She should have died hereafter.
1:56:56
There would have been
a time for such a word.