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Forgive me, Alvar! O couldst thou forgive thyself.
Corr. in MS. III.
Forgive me, Alvar!
Oh!—couldst thou forget me! [Dies.
[Alvar and Teresa bend over the body of Ordonio.
Alh. (to the Moors). I thank thee, Heaven! &c.
Remorse.
Shouts of Alvar! Alvar! Noises heard; a Moor rushes in.
Moor. We are surprised, away! away! the instant—
The country is in arms. The old man heads them
And still cries out, 'My son! My son is living'
Haste to the shore! They come the opposite road.
Alhadra (to Alvar).