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From high heaven, my sainted father
On mj deeds will smile in hlessing.

" Loyal knight was he and noble,
And my mother oft assures me,
Ne'er she saw so pure a Christian,
'T is from him my zeal deriveth. "

" What if he were such another
As myself who stand hefore thee ? "
" I should curse the hour that hore me,
I should die of shame and horror."

"Harsher is thy creed than ours ;
For had I a son as comely
As Pedrillo, I would love him.
Love him were he thrice a Christian.

" In his youth my youth renewing
Pamper, fondle, die to serve him.
Only hreathing through his spirit —
Couldst thou not love such a father ? "

Faltering spoke the deep-voiced Rabhi,
With white lips and twitching fingers.
Then in clear, young, steady treble.
Answered him the boy Pedrillo :

"At the thought my heart revolteth.
All your tribe offend my senses.