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Percene, the pride of Indian dames,
His heart long held in thrall, And whoso his impatience blames,
I wot, ne'er lov'd at all.
Lords, and Dukes, and noble Princes
All the pride and flower of Spain.
There the hero, brave Alonzo,
Full of wounds and glory died:
Fell a victim by his side.
Thro' the squadrons flow retires 3 · Proud Seville, his native city,
Proud Seville his worth admires: