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A TRAGEDY.
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STRANGER.

And who is he with open, lib'ral front,

Who follows next?

HEUGHO.

He is the brave Rodrigo;

That Genoese, who, with four gallant ships,
Did in the front of the whole Turkish fleet
So lately force his passage to our port,
Bearing us gen'rous and most needful succour.
Does he not look like one, who in the fight
Would fiercely drive, yet to the humbled foe
Give quarter pleasantly?

STRANGER.

And who comes after with more polish'd aspect,

But yet, methinks, keen and intelligent?

HEUGHO.

Oh, that is Othus; a soft letter'd sage,

Who wears his soldier's garb with its first gloss.

STRANGER.

Constantine comes not yet?


HEUGHO.

No; first of all to his imperial dame,

Who o'er his mind a greater influence has
Than may, perhaps, with graver wisdom suit,