Sebastian (wildly.)
I come from regions where the cities lie
In ruins, not in chains.
(Exit with Gonzalez and Zamor.)
Second Citizen. He wears the mien
Of one that hath commanded; yet his looks
And words were strangely wild.
First Citizen. Marked you his fierce
And haughty gesture, and the flash that broke
From his dark eye, when King Sebastian's name
Became our theme?
Second Citizen. Trust me, there's more in this
Than may be lightly said. These are no times
To breathe men's thoughts in th' open face of Heaven
And ear of multitudes. They that would speak
Of monarchs and their deeds, should keep within
Their quiet homes. Come, let us hence, and then
We'll commune of this stranger.Exeunt.
Scene III.—The Portico of a Palace.
Sebastian—Gonzalez—Zamor.
Sebastian.
Withstand me not! I tell thee that my soul,
With all its passionate energies, is roused
Unto that fearful strength which must have way,
E'en like the elements, in their hour of might,
And mastery o'er creation.
Gonzalez. But they wait
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