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Re-enter, &c., conducting the King, attended, who receives the homage, and continues speaking in dumb-show to many of the Company, till the music ceases.

Fair hostess, I am come in homely trim For such a gay assembly.

Your poor servants Are greatly honoured by this condescension; A glad surprise, so far beyond our hopes.

Ay, and beyond mine own, fair dame; but finding From wrecks of mountain torrents, or neglect, The straight road to Zamora was impassable, I took the wider compass, and proceeding Through these domains by favour of the night, Your castle from its woods looked temptingly, And beckoned me afar to turn aside. The light from every lattice gaily streamed, Lamps starr'd each dusky corridor, and torches Did from the courts beneath cast up the glare Of glowing flame upon the buttress'd walls And battlements, whilst the high towers aloft Show'd their jagg'd pinnacles in icy coldness, Clothed with the moon's pale beam.