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SIEGE OF VALENCIA.
Scene—A Street in Valencia. Several Groups of Citizens
and Soldiers, many of them lying on the Steps of a
Church. Arms scattered on the Ground around them.
AN OLD CITIZEN.
I left my desolate home, that I might breathe
More freely in heaven's face, but my heart feels
With this hot gloom o'erburthen'd. I have now
No sons to tend me. Which of you, kind friends,
Will bring the old man water from the fount,
To moisten his parch'd lip?[A citizen goes out.
SECOND CITIZEN.
Good Father Lopez, hath gone hard with you!
'Tis sad to hear no voices through the house,
Once peopled with fair sons!
THIRD CITIZEN.
Than to be haunted with their famish'd cries,
E'en in your very dreams!
OLD CITIZEN.
