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Pale as her lovely infant's clay,Her ladies bore the Queen away.
Alfonzo walk'd apart the while,
With cloudy brow and folded arm;
And Merida, with bitter smile,
Foresaw the darkly coming harm;
He hated all whom Blanch had lov'd,
But most the Queen his hatred prov'd.—
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The venerable Pedro sought,
“Is it not strange, Don Pedro, tell,
This frantic grief of Isabel?
She lov'd the child—I lov'd him too!
It was a glorious boy!
So like his mother!—still I view,
Still share, her tearful joy,
When first alone he tottering came
To her dear feet—first breath'd her name!
It was a glorious boy!”
He paus'd, and hung his head, to hide
Parental fondness' gushing tide.
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