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THE WANDERERS
PRINCE
Friend, must I go alone?

MAN-AT-ARMS
Friend, must I go alone? My lord, these hands
Lifted you first from where you lay and smiled
Beside the dead queen 'neath the hawthorn-tree.
I walked beside the horse when first you rode,
I set the hawk upon your little arm,
I have lain years before your door at night.
The death I stay to meet were not so hard
As life without you.

PRINCE
As life without you.Will you follow me?

MAN-AT -ARMS
To the death, my lord!

PRINCE
To the death, my lord! Why, then, good friends, your hands!
We three are bound for the woods: God needs some souls
To love the world as he made it.
To love the world as he made it. Come with me!
(They enter the forest; the Gypsy song is heard.)

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