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OTHUS.

Yes, we have heard: they told us as we enter'd.

Most noble woman, worthy of thy lord!

(Endeavouring feebly to kneel and kiss her hand, whilst Rodrigo does so on the other side of her.)

VALERIA.

This day's rough tempest's o'er, my good Rodrigo,

And thou still liv'st to strive in other storms:
Heaven's high blessing and my dying thanks
Rest on thy gen'rous worth!—I would say more,
But now I feel I may not.
Where art thou, Ella?(Putting Ella's hand in his.)
Here do I return
The trust thou gavest me; and if the sultan
Will yet to me one last request vouchsafe,
He will confirm this gift.

MAHOMET.

It is confirm'd.

VALERIA.

I thank you, gracious victor.

Heaven bless you both! (To Ella and Rodrigo, who both kneel and kiss her hands.)

Othus, the dead go to their silent rest,

(To Othus, looking fixedly at him.)
And are no more remember'd: but thy lord—
He whom thou lovedst—he whom all hearts lov'd—