"Thou seest I am not such as he;

His haughty words, so seldom true,

Are filled with boasting; what he boasts

This sturdy arm of mine can do.

"My arm, my lance, ah! well 'tis known

How oft in battle's darkest hour

They saved Granada's city proud

From yielding to the Christian's power."

Thus amorous Almarada spoke

When Tarfe came and caught the word;