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Scene—A Tent in the Moorish Camp.

Abdullah, Alphonso, Carlos.

ABDULLAH.

These are bold words: but hast thou look'd on death,

Fair stripling?—On thy cheek and sunny brow
Scarce fifteen summers of their laughing course
Have left light traces. If thy shaft hath pierced
The ibex of the mountains, if thy step
Hath climb'd some eagle's nest, and thou hast made
His nest thy spoil, 'tis much!—And fear'st thou not
The leader of the mighty?

ALPHONSO.

I have been

Rear'd amongst fearless men, and midst the rocks
And the wild hills, whereon my fathers fought
And won their battles. There are glorious tales
Told of their deeds, and I have learn'd them all.
How should I fear thee, Moor?

ABDULLAH.

So, thou hast seen

Fields, where the combat's roar hath died away