He promised I should ride with him at dawn
And sit before his saddle and hold his hawk,
And ride with him and ride to the heron-marsh;
He said that he would give me the first heron,
And hang the longest feathers in my hair.


Goneril:

Then you must haste to find him;
He may be riding now ...


Cordeil's Voice:

But Gerda said she saw him enter here.


Goneril:

Indeed, he is not here ...


Cordeil's Voice:

Let me look ...


Goneril: