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 Of this a Moorish maiden's flight In secret with a Christian knight. And the bright colour on her cheek Was various as the morning break,— Now spring-rose red, now lily pale, As thus the maiden told her tale.

 

on my brow and breast Is Moorish turban, Moorish vest; Albeit too of Moorish line, Yet Christian blood and faith are mine. Even from earliest infancy I have been taught to bend the knee Before the sweet Madonna's face, To pray from her a Saviour's grace! 