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It pleased my fancy; And here I am, a hasty visiter, Who must Zamora reach by early day; Where many a lofty lord, and learned clerk, And all the rogues and robbers of the district Await my coming.

All of them, my Liege?

I spoke at random, like a graceless layman: More than the church's portion were presumption, A tithe of them will do.—Here is Henriquez.

My humble homage to your Highness: welcome To my poor house, so honour'd by your presence.

I thank thee, brave Henriquez, but I fear 'Tis an untimely visit; thou'rt unwell.

Nought but a passing ailment; do not name it.

In faith your face is wan, and strangely changed, And would become a sober beadsman's frock More than a festive mantle. How is't with you? Retire again to rest.