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What shouts are those? do enemies approach? What can we do in our brave master's absence?

Ha! hear it now! it is no enemy; It is our lord himself; I know the sound. And lo! his messenger arrived with tidings.

What are thy news?

Right joyful news, I warrant. Our master brings a bride, by conquest won, To be the bliss and sunshine of his house; A bride fair as the goddess, bright Patiné.

Most unexpected tidings! Won by conquest?