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Yes, he says well; and we'll defend him too. (Several others.) And so we will; huzza! huzza! huzza! Long live brave Constantine, our noble Emperor!

Hear him out, fools, and he'll perhaps consent To hon'rable surrender.

No, friends; if ye stand by me in this hope, Turn to your place again; for whilst I breathe, With men enough in these encompass'd walls To fire one gun, never shall Turkish banner Upon our turrets wave. In this firm mind, Upon those walls I am content to die, By foe-men slain, or, if heav'n wills it so, Here on this spot, by those I will not name.

No! we will die first, be it as it may, Ere one hair of thy noble head shall fall!