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SIEGE OF VALENCIA.


The shadows are around me; to thy heart
Fold me, that I may die.

ELMINA.

My child!—What dream

Is on thy soul?—Even now thine aspect wears
Life's brightest inspiration!

XIMENA.

Death's!


ELMINA.

Away!

Thine eye hath starry clearness, and thy cheek
Doth glow beneath it with a richer hue
Than tinged its earliest flower!

XIMENA.

It well may be!

There are far deeper and far warmer hues
Than those which draw their colouring from the founts
Of youth, or health, or hope.

ELMINA.

Nay, speak not thus!

There 's that about thee shining which would send
E'en through my heart a sunny glow of joy,
Wer 't not for these sad words. The dim cold air
And solemn light, which wrap these tombs and shrines