Pre. Beltram Cruzado, Count of the Calés.
Arch. I have a dim remembrance of that man;
A bold and reckless character was he,
Who never once beheld the face of fear.
Car. Dost thou remember still thy earlier days?
Pre. In the green woodlands by the Darro’s side,
My childhood passed. I can remember still
The river, and the mountains capped with snow;
The villages, where yet a little child
I told the traveller’s fortune in the street;