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SCENE I.—Scene, before the Castle of Rasinga.

Well met, my comrades! I have words for you.

We doubt it not; thou'rt bountiful in words.

Thou never wert a niggard of such treasure.

Ay, but the words which ye shall now receive, Are not the passing ware of daily traffic, But such as in each list'ner's fancy wakes Responding sounds, such as from twisted shell On sea-beach found, comes to the bended ear