While Alfonso, poor boy, scarce knew how to behave,—
When a third party stepped on the scene.
’Twas Le Lor Maire of London—that mythical Lord,
Who had deigned upon Paris to shine,
With herald and trumpeters, sword-bearer, sword,
Mace, flags, running footmen—in friendly accord
Come England and France to combine!
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Did Alfonso to Stone—Yo El Rey to Lord Mayor—
Give a pledge Spain’s bad debts in to call?