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Rh He read the scroll—"My tablets, Juan, hark—

"Where is Gonsalvo?"

"In the anchored bark."

"There let him stay—to him this order bear.

"Back to your duty—for my course prepare:

"Myself this enterprise to-night will share."

"To-night, Lord Conrad?"

"Aye! at set of sun:

"The breeze will freshen when the day is done.

"My corslet—cloak—one hour—and we are gone.

"Sling on thy bugle—see that free from rust,

"My carbine-lock springs worthy of my trust;

"Be the edge sharpen'd of my boarding-brand,

"And give it's guard more room to fit my hand.

"This let the Armourer with speed dispose;

"Last time—it more fatigued my arm than foes:

"Mark that the signal-gun be duly fired,

"To tell us when the hour of stay's expired."