HENRIQUEZ: A TRAGEDY.
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HENRIQUEZ (receiving it on his knee).
(Rising with forced animation.)
But let us now be gay: the time wears on.
By early dawn I must attend your Highness,
To reach Zamora by th' appointed hour.
LEONORA.
(To Henriquez.)
HENRIQUEZ.
Your present courtesies.—Where are the minstrels?
Let them strike up a dance: we are too still.
LEONORA.
Some merry masquers here to join our revels;
They should have come ere now.
HENRIQUEZ.
LEONORA.
HENRIQUEZ.
Who knows the honest unclothed worth of those
That by your side may stand, drink from your cup,
Or in your bosom lie? We are all masquers.