2d Cit. Ay: saw you not
The long and rich procession?
Sebastian enters with Gonzalez and Zamor.
Seb. to Gon. This should be
The night of some high festival. E’en thus
My royal city to the skies sent up,
From her illumined fanes and towers, a voice
Of gladness, welcoming our first return
From Afric’s coast. Speak thou, Gonzalez! ask
The cause of this rejoicing. To my heart