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"When my soul, these limbs forsaking,
Eager seeks a purer air,
From my breast the cold heart taking,
Give it to Belerma's care.

"Say, I of my lands possessor
Named her with my dying breath:
Say, my lips I op'd to bless her,
Ere they clos'd for aye in death:

"Twice a week, too, how sincerely
I ador'd her, cousin, say:
Twice a week, for one who dearly
Lov'd her, cousin, bid her pray.

"Montesinos, now the hour
Mark'd by fate is near at hand:
Lo! my arm has lost its power!
Lo! I drop my trusty brand.

"Eyes, which forth beheld me going,
Homewards ne'er shall see me hie:
Cousin, stop those tears o'erflowing,
Let me on thy bosom die.

"Thy kind hand my eye-lids closing,
Yet one favour I implore:
Pray thou for my soul's reposing,
When my heart shall throb no more.

"So shall Jesus, still attending,
Gracious to a Christian's vow,
Pleas'd accept my ghost ascending,
And a seat in heaven allow."

Thus