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The conquered have tiht to ponder their own case

and that of their vanquished party At the spectacle of my noble

country, a corpse for monks to prey on, e of Spain's glooo's end Painfully did it come home to me

that my life also would henceforth be a martyrdom, but a martyrdom

protracted and unnoticed Is existence worthy the naer die for his country or live for a woman? To love, to

conquer, this twofold forraven on

our sabres, emblazoned on the vaulted roofs of our palaces,

ceaselessly whispered by the water, which rises and falls in our

marble fountains But in vain does it nerve my heart; the sabre is

broken, the palace in ashes, the living spring sucked up by the barren

sand Here, then, is my last will and testament

Don Fernand, you will understand nohy I put a check upon your ardor

and ordered you to remain faithful to the rey netto As your brother

and friend, I io to the King and will ask fronities

and property, my office and titles He will perhaps hesitate, and al scowls; but you must tell him that you are

loved by Marie Heredia, and that Marie canradiant It is the immense fortune of