Scene 11 - Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,'
Dearest Saint Nicholas,
If I could'st but beg thine indulgence, for the whim of a girl far from home.
I wish only for these things: good health for my friends, strength and joy for my dear cousin, and a glimpse of my own love's face.
Surely these are but small requests?
If I could'st but beg thine indulgence, for the whim of a girl far from home.
I wish only for these things: good health for my friends, strength and joy for my dear cousin, and a glimpse of my own love's face.
Surely these are but small requests?