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Whose human form, doth seal them unto suffering! Father! I ask thine aid.

There is no aid For thee or for thy children, but with Him Whose presence is around us in the cloud, As in the shining and the glorious light.

There is no aid!—Art thou a man of God? Art thou a man of sorrow—(for the world Doth call thee such)—and hast thou not been taught By God and sorrow—mighty as they are, To own the claims of misery?

Is there power With me to save thy sons?—Implore of Heaven!

Doth not Heaven work its purposes by man? I tell thee, thou canst save them!—Art thou not Gonzalez' counsellor?—Unto him thy words Are e'en as oracles——

And therefore?—Speak! The noble daughter of Pelayo's line