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DRAMATIS PERSONÆ.

MAHOMET BOABDELIN, the last king of Granada.
Prince ABDALLA, his brother.
ABDELMELECH, chief of the Abencerrages.
ZULEMA, chief of the Zegrys.

ABENAMAR, an old Abencerrago.

SELIN, an old Zegry.

OZMYN, a brave young Abencerrago, son to Abenamar. HAMET, brother to Zulema, a Zegry.

GOMEL, a Zegry.

ALMANZOR.

FERDINAND, king of Spain.

Duke of Aucos, his General.

Don ALONZO D'AGUILAR, a Spanish Captain.

ALMAHIDE, Queen of Granada.

LYNDARAXA, Sister of ZULEMA, a Zegry Lady.

BENZAYDA, Daughter to SELIN.

ESPERANZA, Slave to the Queen.

HALYMA, Slave to LYNDARAXA.

ISABELLA, Queen of Spain.

Messengers, Guards, Attendants, Men, and Women.

SCENE.-Granada, and the Christian Camp be

sieging it.

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peace,

I reign;

And, from my walls, defy the powers of Spain;
With pomp and sports my love I celebrate,
While they keep distance, and attend my state.→→
Parent to her, whose eyes my soul enthral,

[TO ABEN.

Whom I, in hope, already father call,
Abenamar, thy youth these sports has known,
Of which thy age is now spectator grown;
Judge-like thou sit'st, to praise, or to arraign
The flying skirmish of the darted cane :

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But, when fierce bulls run loose upon
the place,
And our bold Moors their loves with danger grace,
Then heat new-bends thy slacken'd nerves again,
And a short youth runs warm through every vein.

Aben. I must confess the encounters of this day
Warmed me indeed, but quite another way,—
Not with the fire of youth; but generous rage,
To see the glories of my youthful age

So far out-done.

Abdelm. Castile could never boast, in all its pride,
A pomp so splendid, when the lists, set wide,
Gave room to the fierce bulls, which wildly ran
In Sierra Ronda, ere the war began;

Who, with high nostrils snuffing up the wind,
Now stood the champion of the savage kind.
Just opposite, within the circled place,
Ten of our bold Abencerrages race

(Each brandishing his bull-spear in his hand,)
Did their proud jennets gracefully command.
On their steel'd heads their demi-lances wore
Small pennons, which their ladies' colours bore.
Before this troop did warlike Ozmyn go;
Each lady, as he rode, saluting low;

At the chief stands, with reverence more profound, His well-taught courser, kneeling, touched the ground;

Thence raised, he sidelong bore his rider on,
Still facing, till he out of sight was gone.

Boab. You praise him like a friend; and I confess,

His brave deportment merited no less.

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Whose wary jennet, shunning still the harm,
Seemed to attend the shock, and then leaped wide:
Mean while, his dextrous rider, when he spied
The beast just stooping, 'twixt the neck and head
His lance, with never-erring fury, sped.

Aben. My son did well, and so did Hamet too; Yet did no more than we were wont to do; But what the stranger did was more than man. Abdelm. He finished all those triumphs we be

gan.

One bull, with curled black head, beyond the rest,
And dew-laps hanging from his brawny chest,
With nodding front a while did daring stand,
And with his jetty hoof spurned back the sand;
Then, leaping forth, he bellowed out aloud :
The amazed assistants back each other crowd,
While monarch-like he ranged the listed field;
Some tossed, some gored, some trampling down he
killed.

The ignobler Moors from far his rage provoke
With woods of darts, which from his sides he shook.
Mean time your valiant son, who had before
Gained fame, rode round to every Mirador;
Beneath each lady's stand a stop he made,
And, bowing, took the applauses which they paid.
Just in that point of time, the brave unknown
Approached the lists.

Boab. I marked him, when alone
(Observed by all, himself observing none)
He entered first, and with a graceful pride
His fiery Arab dextrously did guide,
Who, while his rider every stand surveyed,
Sprung loose, and flew into an escapade;
Not moving forward, yet, with every bound,
Pressing, and seeming still to quit his ground.
What after passed

Was far from the Ventanna where I sate,
But you were near, and can the truth relate.

[To ABDELM. Abdelm. Thus while he stood, the bull, who saw

his foe,

His easier conquests proudly did forego ;

And, making at him with a furious bound,
From his bent forehead aimed a double wound.
A rising murmur ran through all the field,
And every lady's blood with fear was chilled :
Some shrieked, while others, with more helpful care,
Cried out aloud,-Beware, brave youth, beware!
At this he turned, and, as the bull drew near,
Shunned, and received him on his pointed spear:
The lance broke short, the beast then bellowed loud,
And his strong neck to a new onset bowed.
The undaunted youth

Then drew; and, from his saddle bending low,
Just where the neck did to the shoulders grow,
With his full force discharged a deadly blow.
Not heads of poppies (when they reap the grain)
Fall with more ease before the labouring swain,
Than fell this head:

It fell so quick, it did even death prevent,
And made imperfect bellowings as it went.
Then all the trumpets victory did sound,
And yet their clangors in our shouts were drown'd.
[A confused noise within.
Boab. The alarm-bell rings from our Alhambra

walls,

And from the streets sound drums and ataballes.. [Within, a bell, drums, and trumpets.

Enter a Messenger.

How now? from whence proceed these new alarms?
Mess. The two fierce factions are again in arms;
And, changing into blood the day's delight,
The Zegrys with the Abencerrages fight;
On each side their allies and friends appear;
The Macas here, the Alabezes there :
The Gazuls with the Bencerrages join,
And, with the Zegrys, all great Gomel's line.
Boab. Draw up behind the Vivarambla place;
Double my guards,-these factions I will face;

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