He seems to me a common kind of creature,
One that may pass among a crowd of courtiers,
And not be known for king.
Cel. Sure you forget the troops he brought our father,
Besides his personal valour in the fight.
Vict. You more forget Alphonso's greater actions,
When the young hero, yet unfledged in arms,
Made the tough age of bold Ramirez bend:
He fought, like Mars descending from the skies,
And looked, like Venus rising from the waves.