SIEGE OF VALENCIA.
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GONZALEZ.
Oh! righteous Heaven!—for this I look'd not yet!
Hath all been done in vain?—Why then, 'tis time
For prayer, and then to rest!
CITIZEN.
And not a Christian voice be left for prayer,
To-night within Valencia?—Round our walls
The paynim host is gathering for th' assault,
And we have none to guard them.
GONZALEZ.
Is here no longer.—I had hoped to die
Ev'n by the altar and the sepulchre
Of my brave sires—but this was not to be!
Give me my sword again, and lead me hence
Back to the ramparts. I have yet an hour,
And it hath still high duties.—Now, my wife!
Thou mother of my children—of the dead—
Whom I name unto thee in stedfast hope—
Farewell!
ELMINA.
Q 2
