To pay the debt we owe their general;
And to speak truth, for my own sake I ask it.
Sa. How for thy sake?
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Al.I wish to hear them sing.
Sa. How could that please? Who told thee that they sing?
Al. ’Twas last night, Sala, as I lay long awake
Dreamily hearkening to the ocean murmur,
Softer than silence, on mine ears there stole
A solemn sound of wailful harmony: