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SIEGE OF VALENCIA.
GONZALEZ.
ELMINA.
Whom my fond heart had imaged to itself
Bounding from cliff to cliff amidst the wilds
Where the rock-eagle seen'd not more secure
In its rejoicing freedom!—And my boys
Are captives with the Moor!—Oh! how was this?
GONZALEZ.
Of boyish daring, left our mountain-halls,
With his young brother, eager to behold
The face of noble war. Thence on their way
Were the rash wanderers captured.
ELMINA.
—And when shall they be ransom'd?
GONZALEZ.
A ransom far too high.
ELMINA.
Which might redeem a monarch, and our sons
The while wear fetters?—Take thou all for them,
