Like an affection, did they meekly die.
Nobles as just men perished, where their sires
Held the chivalric tournament; and one
Whose ancestors had been Castilia’s kings,
Died calmly. He had loved to come alone
And watch that stealing river, and ’tis told
That when the axe fell frequently, he went
Ever at evening there, that he might look
Upon its bloody evidence, and nerve
His spirit to the trial.