Ou! I was that man, and now hark thou! Even as I am so wilt thou be -- a tool, a plaything, an ox of burden to carry the evil deeds of another.

Listen! When thou didst creep after the "Lady of the Night" I was hard upon thy track.

When she struck thee with the knife in the sleeping place of the White Queen I was there also; when thou didst let her slip away like a snake in the stones I saw thee, and I knew that she had bewitched thee and that a true man had abandoned the truth, and he who aforetime loved a straight path had taken a crooked way.

Forgive me, my father, if my words are sharp, but out of a full heart are they spoken.

See her no more, so shalt thou go down with honour to the grave.