And strained the sightless nerve tow'rd where they stood
At the forced memory of the very oaths
He heard renewed from each, but heard afar,
For they were loud, and him the throng spurned off.

COV. Who were all these?

JUL. All who are seen to-day
On prancing steeds richly caparisoned
In loyal acclamation round Roderigo;
Their sons beside them, loving one another
Unfeignedly, through joy, while they themselves
In mutual homage mutual scorn suppress.
Their very walls and roofs are welcoming
The king's approach, their storied tapestry
Swells its rich arch for him triumphantly
At every clarion blowing from below.

COV. Such wicked men will never leave his side.

JUL. For they are insects which see nought beyond
Where they now crawl; whose changes are complete,
Unless of habitation.

COV. Whither go
Creatures unfit for better, or for worse?

JUL. Some to the grave--where peace be with them! some
Across the Pyrenean mountains far,
Into the plains of France; suspicion there