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SEBASTIAN OF PORTUGAL.

The mansion of mine own, mine earliest friend Sylveira?

Gonzal. Aye, its glittering lamps too well
Illume the stately vestibule to leave
Our sight a moment's doubt. He ever loved
Such pageantries.

Sebast.His dwelling thus adorned
On such a night! Yet will I seek him here.
He must be faithful, and to him the first
My tale shall be revealed. A sudden chill
Falls on my heart; and yet I will not wrong
My friend with dull suspicion. He hath been
Linked all too closely with mine inmost soul.
And what have I to lose?

Gonzal.Is their blood nought
Who without hope will follow where thou leadest
Even unto death?

Sebast.Was that a brave man's voice?
Warrior, and friend! how long then hast thou learned
To hold thy blood thus dear?