Boyd: Your life is but a part of life. It began and it will go on in time beyond yourself. You and Margaret are a part of life, not of some little local interest of your own. Mary knew it. Do you know her poem? It's here.
- (He moves to the picture and reads from under it)
Ill names there are, as Lethington,
Moray, Elizabeth,
By craft of these I am undone,
And love is put to death.
Though brighter wit I had than these,
Their cunning brought me down,
But Mary's love-story shall please
Better than their renown.
Mary the lover be my tale
For the wise men to tell
When Moray joins Elizabeth
And Lethington in hell.
Not Riccio nor Darnley knew
Nor Bothwell how to find
This Mary's best magnificence
Of the great lover's mind.
