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Rh But you have never loved me.

[seizing her by wrist]. You, a child, Who have but seen a man out of the window, Tell me that I know nothing about love, And that I do not love you? Did I not say There was a frenzy in the light of the stars All through the livelong night, and that the night Was full of marriages? But that fight’s over And all that’s done with, and I have to die.

[throwing her arms about him]. I will not be put from you, although I think I had not grudged it you if some great lady, If the King’s daughter, had set out your bed. I will not give you up to death; no, no! And are not these white arms and this soft neck Better than the brown earth?

[struggling to disengage himself]. Begone from me! There’s treachery in those arms and in that voice. They’re all against me. Why do you linger there? How long must I endure the sight of you?

. O, Seanchan! Seanchan!

[rising]. Go where you will, So it be out of sight and out of mind, I cast you from me like an old torn cap,