As, with their ancient royal banner spread,
Onward they march’d. The combat was begun,
The fiery impulse given, and valiant men
Had seal’d their freedom with their blood—when, lo!
That false Alberti led his recreant vassals
To join th’ invader’s host.
Raim. His country’s curse
Rest on the slave for ever!
Vit. Then distrust,
E’en of their noble leaders, and dismay,