Don Carlos (Act 1 Scene 8) lyrics

The preceding. COUNT LERMA.

COUNT.
Your grace,
His majesty has left Aranjuez;
And I am bidden——

CARLOS.
Very well, my lord—
I shall overtake the king——

MARQUIS (affecting to take leave with ceremony).
Your highness, then,
Has nothing further to intrust to me?

CARLOS.
Nothing. A pleasant journey to Madrid!
You may, hereafter, tell me more of Flanders.

      &nbsp       &nbsp[To LERMA, who is waiting for him.

Proceed, my lord! I'll follow thee anon.