3130Tells him he's not Conrado; for he knows
That brow, those cheeks, lips, eyes, Albino owes.
'And though your wrath should grind me unto powder,
Without a warrant, I will ope no gate.'
This answer made Albino's anger louder,
And vowed a passage, bought at any rate.
So leapt upon the slave with nimble strength,
And measured on the earth his ugly length.
Albino hastes to th' postern; having got
The keys, but 'mongst so many much was puzzled