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4. When the Alhambra walls le gain’d, On the moment he ordain'd That the trumpet straight should sound With the silver clarion round.

Alhama !

Woe is me,

5.
And when the hollow drums of war
Beat the loud alarm afar,
That the Moors of town and plain
Might answer to the martial strain,

Woe is me, Alhama!

6. Then the Moors by this aware That bloody Mars recalled them there, One by one, and two by two, To a mighty squadron grew.

Woe is me, Alhama !

7. Out then spake an aged Moor In these words the king before, • Wherefore call on us, oh king ? “ What may mean this gathering?"

Woe is me, Alhama !

8.
Aveys de saber, amigos,
Una nueva desdichada :
Que Cristianos, con braveza,
Ya nos han tomado Alhama.

Ay de mi, Alhama!

9. Alli hablò un viejo Alfaqui, De barba crecida y cana:Bien se te emplea, buen Rey, Buen Rey; bien se te empleava.

Ay de mi, Alhama!

10.
Mataste los Bencerrages,
Que era la flor de Granada;
Cogiste los tornadizos
De Cordova la nombrada.

Ay de mi, Alhama !

11.

Por esso mereces, Rey
Una
pena

bien doblada;
Que te pierdas tu y el reyno,
Y que se pierda Granada.

Ay de mi, Alhama!

8. “ Friends! ye have, alas! to know • Of a most disastrous blow, “ That the Christians, stern and bold, “ Have obtained Alhama's hold.”

Woe is me, Alhama!

9. Out then spake old Alfaqui, With his beard so white to see, “ Good King! thou art justly served, Good King! this thou hast deserved.

Woe is me, Alhama!

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10. By thee were slain, in evil hour, The Abencerrage, Granada's flower ; “ And strangers were received by thee “ Of Cordova the Chivalry.

Woe is me, Alhaina!

i... “ And for this, oh King! is sent

On thee a double chastisement, ~ Thee and thine, thy crown and realm, One last wreck shall overwhelm.

Woe is me, Alhama !

12.
Si no se respetan leyes,
Es ley que todo se pierda;
Y

que se pierda Granada, Y que te pierdas en ella.

Ay de mi, Alhama!

13.
Fuego por los ojos vierte,
El Rey que esto oyera.
Y como el otro de leyes
De leyes tambien hablava.

Ay de mi, Alhama!

14.
Sabe un Rey que no ay leyes
De darle a Reyes disgusto.-
Esso dize el Rey Moro
Relinchando de colera.

Ay de mi, Alhama!

15.
Moro Alfaqui, Moro Alfaqui,
El de la vellida barba,
El Rey te manda prender,
Por la perdida de Alhama.

Ay de mi, Alhama!

12. “ He who holds no laws in awe, He must perish by the law; And Granada must be won, “And thyself with her undone."

Woe is me, Alhama!

13. Fire flashed from out the old Moor's eyes, The Monarch's wrath began to rise, Because he answered, and because He spake exceeding well of laws.

Woe is me, Alhama!

14. “ There is no law to say such things "As may disgust the ear of kings:"Thus, snorting with his choler, said The Moorish King, and doomed him dead.

Woe is me, Alhama !

15. Moor Alfaqui! Moor Alfaqui! Thongh thy beard so hoary be, The King hath sent to have thee seized, For Alhama's loss displeased,

Woe is me, Alhama !

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