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SIEGE OF VALENCIA.
Back unto him that gave it!—And thy cheek
Yet smiles in its bright paleness!
ELMINA.
The look with which she pass'd!
GONZALEZ (still bending over her).
Like joy to view thy beautiful repose!
The faded image of that perfect calm
Floats, e'en as long-forgotten music, back
Into my weary heart!—No dark wild spot
On thy clear brow doth tell of bloody hands
That quench'd young life by violence!—We have seen
Too much of horror, in one crowded hour,
To weep for aught, so gently gather'd hence!
—Oh! man leaves other traces!
ELMINA (suddenly starting).
On my bewilder'd soul!—Went ye not forth
Unto the rescue?—And thou 'rt here alone!
—Where are my sons?
GONZALEZ (solemnly).
