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HENRIQUEZ.

Was not her simple lord at length revenged?

And how was that, I pray?

BLAS.

She had a stepson, who from Palestine

Return'd, and hearing of his father's wrongs
Swore to revenge them.

HENRIQUEZ.

E'en so; I now remember it distinctly,

And the concluding lines sound in my ears.

They fought in the portal,
They fought in the tower,
They fought in the hall, and the lady's high bower,
There they struggled and fought, till the lady at last,
A pale bleeding corse, from the lattice was cast.

Ay, many a time I've listened to that ditty:
She was a wicked dame of whom it tells.
Think'st thou the rhymster knew of such a one?
Or be there any such?

BLAS.

I do not know: there may—and there may not.

HENRIQUEZ.

May, or may not! thou need'st not blush so deeply.

What's thy employment here? Some new arrangement.
Thy lady's private closet so disturb'd!