The Moor received the letter as Granada came in sight,
And straight he turned his courser's head toward Jaen's towering height,
And exchanged for hues of mourning his robe of festal white.
"For in the widest prison-house is misery to me,
And the stoutest heart is broke unless the warrior's arm be free."
BAZA REVISITED
Brave Celin came, the valiant son of him the
castelain
Of the fortress of Alora and Alhama's windy plain.