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SEBASTIAN OF PORTUGAL.
Our city's royal palace: and for this
We hold our festival.
Sebast. (in a low voice.) Thou saidst—the King!
His name? I heard it not.
1st Cit.Philip of Spain.
Sebast. Philip of Spain. We slumber, till aroused
By th' earthquake's bursting shock. Hath there not fallen
A sudden darkness? All things seem to float
Obscurely round me. Now 'tis past. The streets
Are blazing with strange fire. Go, quench those lamps;
They glare upon me till my very brain
Grows dizzy, and doth whirl. How dared ye thus
Light up your shrines for him?
Gonzal.Away, away.
This is no time, no scene—
Sebast.Philip of Spain!
How name ye this fair land? Why—is it not
The free, the chivalrous Portugal? the land
