Queen Tara

Excerpt from Queen Tara Scene I. - Council Room in Palace. Discovers Antony and Stephen in conversation.
Stephen. You will await the king then?
Antony. Certainly!
Why, surely, I will. And so I think will you.
For, Stephen, see! whate'er the king has done,
Howe'er the strange vagary of his choice
Strains our belief, still he claims loyalty.
While, for my part, I love him.
Stephen. So I too.
Yet, yet - you know the business toward?
Antony.I do.
The same old theme: or rather, and more truly,
The new theme, pluckt at o'er its strings of love
By folly's twitchy fingers. Yes, I know it.
And yet it quails me not.
Stephen. You, Antony,
I think, should be put up for a saint in Heaven.
The earth should mumble at you, and sing you praise.
For my poor self - oh, God, it stirs my anger!