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162 That the Christians, stern and bold, Have obtained Alhama's hold.'
 * Woe is me, Alhama!

Out then spake old Alfaqui, With his beard so white to see, 'Good King! thou art justly served, Good King ! this thou hast deserved.
 * Woe is me, Alhama!

By thee were slain, in evil hour, The Abencerrage, Granada's flower; And strangers were received by thee Of Cordova the Chivalry.
 * Woe is me, Alhama!

And for this, O King! is sent On thee a double chastisement: Thee and thine, thy crown and realm, One last wreck shall overwhelm.
 * Woe is me, Alhama!

He who holds no laws in awe, He must perish by the law; And Granada must be won, And thyself with her undone.'
 * Woe is me, Alhama!

Fire flashed from out the old Moor's eyes, The monarch's wrath began to rise, Because he answered, and because He spake exceeding well of laws.
 * Woe is me, Alhama!